he only saw her twice.
once when he passed her on the street and the next that night on the news.
she had been a pretty girl, head held high and silk hair so light it resembled snow. piercing blue eyes that snapped him out of his own thoughts and her smile, was one able to keep anyone in a trance.
they had exchanged small notes of greeting and that was it. but she was not one to be forgotten easily.
he thought for a while as her face flashed upon his screen and felt, suddenly, that this place was a very bad place to be.
