Prologue

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Summer

May 17, 2016

When I first met the most beautiful woman, that's been existing on earth. She's like a masterpiece– a work of art. It's like the tiny dust, from the explosion of stars billion years ago collided. And form such an amazing person as you.

I saw you standing. Your hair dancing as the cold breeze of the wind blew. You have this angelic face– but it's your addicting smile that  captivated my heart. You made me bewitched. You got me enchanted. Like a poetry at it's finest– you are exceptional.

I walked towards you. I was stunned when your black expressive eyes met mine. You smiled, that had made my knees weak. And when you said 'Hi' I've gone crazy. I smiled awkwardly, yet managed to utter a word.

"Hello." I answered as I looked away.


I was shocked when you asked for a handshake. I looked at you, and stood behind you– feeling confused, like a gaping fish. I felt embarrassed all of the sudden.


You chuckled. I hung my hands on my pocket loosely, a curve was formed on my lips. My heartbeat ain't normal anymore. Like a beast wanted to came out on it.


My eyes smiled as I smiled even more when I heard you utter the most unique name I've ever heard.


"I'm Summer." You said while your eyes were glued on the beautiful sunset– but for me, you're more beautiful than that sunset.

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