Saudade
/saʊˈdɑːdə/
Noun
A nostalgic longing to be near someone to something that has been loved and then lost. "The love that remains."
Y/n knows better than to trust strangers while she's on the run but this one particular stranger might have her...
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Y/n's POV
7:44 am.
"Hey you wanna come in?" I sang skipping on the sidewalk on my way to school. I seemed to be in a really good mood for some some reason so I decided to walk to school early so I could stop by Starbucks for a coffee or crossiant.
As soon as I opened the door a strong smell of coffee hit me making my entire being feel as if I was in heaven. I stood in the line to give my order and looked around the room. Once I placed my order, I sat down on one of the tables and let out a breath.
Waiting for food sure was exhausting.
"Bean!" The cashier called out sounding somewhat confused making me internally laugh.
I never really used my real name in other places except school because of my identity being exposed. So I usually go with the name Koalaor bean. I did a little jog and got my food. The crowd in the morning was a little too much causing me to bump shoulders with someone.
I looked up at the tall male and apologized giving him a quick bow. He had black hair which was parted at the centre and cute dimples that adorned his face when he pursed his lips.
An angel I must say.
"I'm so sorry! I hope you're not hurt." I asked really concerned.
"It's okay! I wasn't looking where I was going either." He said sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "Have a good day and sorry again!" I said and walked out the coffee heaven.
I finished my crossiant and wiped off the flakey remains of the crossiant on my fingers and entered the silent campus of my school. Once I entered the all too familiar hallways I got out my phone. I was so engrossed in my little world of that I yet again collided into someone's body.
I need to be locked up i swear...
My phone toppled and fell out of my hands and on to the marbled floor. I had almost reached out to pick it up but another hand had already picked it up for me.
I looked up and felt all the air in my lungs being knocked out.
His fluffy brown hair, his eyes and his foreign features everything was perfect.
He was perfect.
"Sorry! I was texting and I didn't really see you." He said handing me my phone. "It was my fault too I'm sorry." I said and gave a little bow.
"How old are you? You seem older than me." The boy in front of me said. "I'm not that old I'm only 19." I huffed and began walking while he trailed behind me.
"Hey wait! Let's walk to class together. If that's ok with you." He offered politely with a shy blush on his face.
"Sure." I shrugged. "Also I love your taste in books." He said pointing to the book I had open on my phone