Born to Die [z.m]

Prologue

His brown eyes stayed focused on the girl with the dark green hair. Light shone on her face as she flicked on a lighter one time, then two more times, before bringing it to the tip of the cigarette.

Her cheeks were hollow; her skin dry and pale. Her blue eyes, once full of life, now died down to a depressing shade of grey. She looked like she was dying, but he found her beautiful nonetheless.

She didn't want to live, and he knew that, but somewhere in his heart, he felt like he could be the one to save her.