Yours Truly...

"It itched me as my eyes trailed up to her face, her skin's a mix of caramel and white, pale snow. Looked like she was a true angel sent down by God himself, she looked so clean-so innocent."

A journalist like Kyle can have complications. Like becoming known for a phenomenon, or having its perks to earn attention.
When he attends a proper invitation to an appreciation night.

That's when his eyes landed on a remarkable lady. Bold and fiercely mannered, he wants to know more about her.

Layla...