Chapter 1
His eyes, hard and brown, searched for her with an unrelenting gaze. Chocolate covered irises, surrounded completely by a white ball, shrouded with long, black lashes and tanned skin.
He was a realist, only seeing the logical approach, in a no nonsense way that she loved so much.
Straight and perfect as ever, his strong nose, along with the rest of his face, was cast downward in his failure to find the girl he loved.
No matter which direction he looked, left or right, up or down, his face was aesthetic and complemented the scenery of wherever he was.
When he talked, his dark pink lips moved fast, but without nervousness, in a slight accent that made her fingertips tingle.
She, who loved him, could have watched him all day, without him seeing her, but sadly, as always, class was dismissed by the sound of the bell.
