I looked up from my book for the first time since I've arrived in the library. Do you know when you find a great book and get engrossed in it? Yeah, that's what happened to me. I got so engrossed in this book that I forgot about my surroundings. After reading almost half of the book, I realized that oh! I'm in a library. Maybe I should get my head out of the book and see what's happening around me. I looked up and realized that I'd been here for more than 2 hours. Wow, time surely flies by when you are engrossed in something. I started to look around and amid the sea of people; I found you. You were standing there, right beside a bookshelf, writing something in that diary of yours.
For a few moments, I just observed you. And as if you felt that someone was watching you, you looked up from your diary. Our eyes met. After a few moments of staring at each other, you passed me a smile. A smile that lit up your entire face and made your eyes shine so bright. And suddenly, I didn't know what to do. I passed you a shy smile and hurriedly turned my face. I thought I heard you chuckle a bit. After a minute a two, you slide into the seat in front of me. We again made eye contact and this time I averted my eyes first. I picked up my book again and noticed that now you also had a book.
I again got engrossed in my book and faded away from reality. The next time I lifted my head from the book was when I noticed that you are sliding a piece of paper towards me. Curiously, I looked up at you, but you just smiled and left the table. I picked the paper up and read it.
Never have I saw someone so engrossed in a book that their face reflects what was happening. I want to know what caused your eyes to blink back tears or what caused you to smile. Especially your smile. You intrigued me. You have a contagious smile. I often find myself smiling around you. ~The guy who likes your smile.
You've already left the library. Your note made me smile and I got up from the table and left the library. I carefully tucked your note inside my pocket and walked to my home with a smile on my face. Who would've thought that my day would turn out like this?
YOU ARE READING
Hey Stranger
Short Story2 strangers. Reading is their first love. Maybe in the process of finding new books, they found love in each other.