Shall we ?

Pleasure, heat, pain. May these words remain until the day we finally give ourselves to each other. We might find love in our agony, so let's keep hurting until we reach our fate.

*Every event in this fanfiction is untrue and false, anything relatively close to another similar event is pure coincidence. It was meant to be a joke between me and my friend Han.*

Ezra is a young man whom found a special interest in a pretty woman that would often take the bus infront of his appartment. He would look at her everyday at the same exact time, waiting for something to happen. One day, he decided to make his first move on her, was it a mistake ? Perhaps, were they meant to be ?