I remember the first time I saw him. He was clad in short yellow trunks that seemed too tight. Expensive sunglasses on the bridge of his nose and a snapback laid against his chest. His unruly brown curls tangled and wet. He looked deep in thought; so deep he didn't notice the seagull stealing the snacks by his head. I felt bad for the poor boy but was too amused by his daydreaming to tell him of the thief. I shook my head trying to smother my loud laugh. I squinted my dark eyes, him being farther than I thought. The tanned stranger was well built from what I could see, tattoos running up his left bicep and some scattered across his chest.
I scolded myself for the creepy staring and managed to look away. I refocused on the writing prompt in front of me, determined to finish the essay so I could enjoy the few weeks left of summer. The blank paper making me more and more frustrated. I got bored of the prompt so fast that I decided to look back to the boy further down the beach, surprised at his sudden disappearance.
The stranger was still on my mind as I started to pack up, the sun setting on the horizon. I pushed my dark hair out of my eyes as I looked at the sunset once more before heading down the path to my house.
I had a strange feeling that I'd see the handsome stranger again.
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Reverie (h.s au)
FanfictionHis daydreaming of a better life turned into reality once an independent girl steps, or bumps, her way into his life. Will he break free from being silenced and pressured into a lifestyle he doesn't want? Or will he let his familiar life come betw...