Day 4

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She sat next to him. 

He felt so close to her.

She was a pretty girl. Her face was young without one blemish nor mark. Her dark skin glowed with warmth radiating him. She was neither tall nor short, but somewhere in between. Her shoulders were broad and she always held her head high with confidence. Her hair was thick and jet black with curls flowing all over the place. Her brows soft but quizzical yet pure. Her lips were full filled with kindness and perfection. And then her eyes- they were a deep coffee color. Her eyes looked at you without fear with a sense of judgement almost as if she was tearing up your insides trying to find what you are very much ashamed of.

And that beauty captivates him.

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