Anime style, first-person perspective. I'm walking down a bustling street and accidentally bump lightly into the girl in front of me. She slowly turns her head; her purple twin-tails lift gently with the motion, the tips of her hair carrying a soft sheen, her green eyes like jade lit through by sunlight, clean and luminous.
Her long eyelashes tremble slightly, the line of her profile clean and soft; the instant she looks up, it's clean and stunning. I (a guy) say to the girl in Japanese: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean to."
The girl says: "It's okay~" with a subtitle underneath.
Behind them is a warm-toned street, the shop signs glowing softly, a breeze blowing gently, making her look as if she's stepped right out of an anime, gentle and radiant; the background music lands right on the beat the moment the girl turns around.