Falling in love with Paul Breach

Y/n's fantasy

Y/n was different from the other girls. She always felt like she was destined for something greater than the rest. She sighed while looking at her alarm clock (she didn't use phones, she was unique like that), it read '6 am'- much too early for school. She stepped out of bed, her unique and tiny feet on display. She walked over to her velvet red curtains, drawing them open in a swoosh of air. The moon was high in the dark, longing sky, illuminating her bright blue orbs in a bath of moonlight. It was times like this that she saw something greater in her destiny- an almost silhouette in the moon. A man shaped silhouette..... With rosy cheeks and bright red hair. Could this be the man she has been waiting for all her life? Green green grass plays silently in the background...