Integrity & Melancholy

Pilot

To him, every girl in this run down café looked stunning, they were a sight for itself. The style they had, the smiles and the variations of personality he could see, just in how they all carried themselves.

But the second that she walked into the room; stunning didn't even come close anymore. She was beautiful.

Anyone seeing her, would just glance and look away again, there was nothing special about her, at least that is what she kept thinking of herself. So she didn't take a second look at that man staring at her from across the room.

He was as unimportant as a speck on a book in a library.

Just another day of wasted minutes and holding her head low, pushing her black rimmed glasses up her button nose and pushing her blond coloured, way too long bangs out of her face.

While waiting for her coffee on her way to university, she however didn't expect a single word uttered in her direction, hoping like every morning, to just go about her day with as little interaction as possible.

But that didn't seem optional as a soft voice rang in her ears. She looked around, searching for the source of that sweet melody only to be met with gleaming green eyes, looking straight at her, seemingly waiting for a response.

"E-excuse me, what?" She asked.

"I said, i like your sweater. It looks cool." He smiled, showing a ray of white teeth. Grabbing his coffee from the counter, nodding at her once more before heading out onto the busy street.

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Hello, so I am trying to bring a dream i had to life. I'm basing everything around one little moment playing in my head and am now in the mids of writing a book. How stupid does that sound. 

Anyway i hope that you will find somewhat of a liking to this story and please tell me what you think, maybe even rate this book. Thx.