When one man met another man. One icy heart melts; and a lifeless one beats for the first time. Predestined to be at the right time, at the right place with the right person.
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Qing's heart sank when he heard the cab driver said that his destination is nearer and that he'd be sent first.
Why wasn't this man's place nearer than his destination? So that he'd be able to know where he lives?
Qing began to get nervous, when he realised that he was just ten minutes away from arriving at the studio building. In ten minutes time, he'd walk out of this car; and he'd never see the man again. And at this moment; the thought is scaring him.
It was funny and amazing. In barely twenty minutes, he had experienced a lot of first time emotions.
Qing met this man; as he stole his cab; no actually Qing didn't really steal it, he shared it. But anyways; he met this man, in this cab and Qing never thought he'd say this but he thought that the man was beautiful, with the most beautiful eyes he'd ever seen.
And then much to Qing's shock and disbelief the man ignored him; not looking at him even once after their eyes met for a brief second when he came in the cab. And Qing experienced his first distaste. He never thought of wanting to force anybody to look at him or even to like him. He knew people have their own opinion but with this man; he wanted those big beautiful eyes to look at him. And only him.
Qing felt his inside churn as he saw the man suddenly showing all these new expressions, when he received the call from someone named linda. Qing didn't like it and he didn't like her at that time. And though, he hadn't felt anything like it before, he knew what it was. It was jealousy. He had heard all about it. And he had seen it; him being the one being jealous over though, not the one to feel it.
