Perfectly-gelled blonde hair, striking green eyes, an award-winning grin and a meticulous burgundy suit. Seems to Azir like the dude who would act as an intro to every cliché story out there...
"May I have this dance, milady?" He said while extending an open hand in Veronica's direction.
Azir noticed how that guy's smile looked a lot like an evil smirk; you know, the type that is usually mistook for mere playfullness.
Saw it coming.. Sorry man, this young lady here falls under the 'no dancing' catego--
"I would love to."
If Azir was a different person, he would've spoken up. He would've refused to let his date have her first dance of the night with someone other than himself.
But he just sat there, with his eyes absorbing the scene in front of him. He tried searching Veronica's face for a hint of sarcasm, yet all he found was her wide open eyes, a slightly ajar mouth and pink-tinted cheeks.
And here I thought she's clever enough to see through his façade..
What façade, you idiot? It's just a guy asking a girl for a dance...
Just a feeling, she shouldn't have agreed.
And so he watched them both move to the nearest empty spot on the dance floor. He watched his arm sneaking around her waist. He watched her palm rest on his chest...
This doesn't feel right.
Azir got up to leave, walked a few steps only to see someone walking towards him. He became rooted in his place.
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De Todo"Okay, I guess even crushes can break a heart." He thought the worst is having to leave his friends behind, but life happened.. "As if I can fit in.." One smile, can start a friendship, One word, can end a fight, One person, can change his life. "Sh...
