Scarf// h.s

A boy, whose journal is filled with only one thing. That thing composes of a soft feeling that's never been touched, a never ending latch, and in the possession of a girl that's unknown to eye. His name is Harry. Not a clue of who the annonymous girl is. But she passes by the coffee shop every time at 7 a.m, while Harry sits at the cafe's window table. ✖lowercase intended✖ Short story h.s