Fall season has started. Brown leaves were falling off the trees, a mild breeze blowing over the top of my head. I entered a little café on my way home from college. Warmth spread through my bones. Looking around, I chose to sit next to the window, looking at todays beautiful autumn afternoon. It was getting colder and colder everyday, winter was coming soon. I ordered a coffee and enjoyed reading my book.
Out of the sudden I saw a tiny little hand waving infront of my face. Turning around I saw a girl, probably around my age, standing shyly infront of me. She looked stunning. Her black hair, silk and glamorous, falling over her shoulders. Green eyes, full of light and intelligence, wanting me to be lost in them forever. A smile, delightful as noone elses, anxiously smiling at me. „May I sit next to you? The other tables are all occupied." I nodded and went back to reading my book, oddly flustered. Out of the corner of my eye I saw her pulling out a sketchbook. She began to draw something in it. I glanced at her for a few moments, stunned by how concetrated she was.
I was ready to go. Packing all my stuff in the big bag I always carry with me, I stood up and left. Suddenly someone grabbed me by the hand. I glimpsed at the face of this beautiful stranger again. Our eyes met. She blushed immediately but still held on to me. She whispered:"Will we meet again?" "Of course we will." I gave her a light smile and finally left.
The next day was rough. I haven't slept, thinking about this girl kept me up all night. College was going to be rough. As I entered the big hall at my college, I couldn't believe what I saw. A drawing of myself, reading at the coffee shop. I starred at it, as I abruptly felt a touch on my shoulder. It was yesterdays girl again. She looked even better today. I was overwhelmed. "I guess what you said yesterday was true." With a last gentle smile she walked away, her body moving gracefully. "Yes, I guess so", I thought, making my way to my lecture.
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𝑊𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑤𝑒 𝑚𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑎𝑔𝑎𝑖𝑛? || GirlxReader
Historia Corta!The reader is written gender neutral! You meet a girl in a café on an autuum afternoon. Sorry it's a really short story but I just wanted to try out writing in English since it isn't my first language. i hope you'll enjoy it :)
