It was a busy day in London, the streets were crowded and Remus didn't like it one bit. It's not that he hated muggles but he felt very overwhelmed and on edge, as if he would accidentally screw up or somehow transform in broad daylight. It was an irrational fear but it still lingered in his mind. Besides, he had need to get his necessities like everyone else.
He definitely stood out from the crowd with the scars on his face and his funny clothes, since most muggles dressed like it was an important day. Alas, Remus looked around to avoid making eye contact with everyone. He made it onto a less busier street without looking in front of him.
Since he wasn't looking ahead, he bumped into someone, knocking them down. Just his luck, he knocked down a muggle and potentially brought attention to himself. He reacted a second later and saw *you*, definitely a muggle, on the floor, raising his eyebrows apologetically.
"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't see..." He trailed off when you two made eye contact, his heart skipping a beat.