He saw her today. He felt the same spark in his heart; he saw the same blush on her cheeks.
He watched her every day from a distance, and for the first time in his life, he felt that nobody else mattered for the time when he saw her. That girl with big brown eyes and always away from the crowd.
Many a time, he saw her looking at him. She blushed.
He wanted so badly to talk to her, hear her voice and get to know her enigmatic disposition.
It was ironical for a boy with such confidence and social skills, not being able to utter a single word when it came to her. He was nervous about the oucome.
He stood before his locker watching her, forgetting about everything else. He saw her looking at him again.
She blushed.