Dedicated to @xtaasy for making the beautiful cover :)
The door to the library opens. A girl, with fiery red hair, a small heart-shaped face, thin pink lips, a pair of black-rimmed glasses perching upon her small nose, walks in.The boy behind the counter looks up. He's about the same age as her.
For a moment, their eyes meet.
There's so much they say.
So much desire, so much longing, in them.
It feels like hours have passed, before the girl finally looks away and slowly makes her way, behind a bookshelf.
He stares after her, until she completely disappears, from his line of vision. And then, he punches the desk, cursing lightly under his breath.
He doesn't notice, the pair of grey eyes watching him, through a gap, between the books.
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Him & Her
PoetryHe is in love with her. She is in love with him. Their problem? She can't speak. He doesn't know if he can wait. But they both want a happy ending. Badly. A love that was mute, unspoken, but deep, all the same. It's not complicated. Unless you're...
