He heard her before he saw her. Sharp steps from the heel of a woman's shoe, but a slow pace. He made way for her, and in that movement they considered each other.
She thought, this man must be restless, to be out so early in the morning.
He thought, another pretty girl who's meant to ride the bus with me. He might smile at her, because who knows?
And they passed each other with their eyes on the ground.