She was beautiful. Like, drop dead gorgeous. From her icy white hair to her incredibly elegant pose, I was stunned.
Her skin was surprisingly tan considering we live in England. But they complimented her hair and smile well to the point where it was scary. Not to mention her eyes. Oh my, her eyes. I had never seen such beauty in something so minor! They were golden. Like, golden. My friends and I would joke that they looked liked little pots of honey.
I just couldn't stop looking at her.
Despite my stalker-like approach to my new-found crush, I couldn't seem to gather up the courage to talk to her. Now, looking back on it, I wish I could have asked her out sooner as our time together ended up being painfully limited.
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