AQUAMARINE
Her eyes are deep and beautiful. Their color is one that I've never seen before; a dark shade of aquamarine, just like the Caribbean Sea. Everything she looks at seems to be in the spotlight. She observes everything with an infinite precision, as if she was memorizing every single detail of every object.
I don't know how to describe how it feels like when she looks at me. In fact, her eyes only lay onto things that are special in some way. She makes me feel special, even though she doesn't know she's looking at me. It's always an unintentional stare, but it still makes me feel special.
Just one look from her could make anyone go crazy. It's like her eyes diffuse a certain power, something that attracts everyone else. I think that it's what got us all hooked in the first place, those giant aquamarine orbs that scan, scrutinize and examine everything.
Her eyes suit her so well, they were made for her. They stick to her personality, charismatic and hypnotizing. Just like her.
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