walked briskly towards the figure with my hands in my trousers pockets. The air was even more chilly when walking and I could see the foggy gas I exhaled.
On reaching where he was, I sucked in a sharp breath as he looked up to see me. I made the mistake of looking into those electric blue orbits with crackling intensity, it was so damn beautiful that my legs almost gave way.
I forced myself to look away from his eyes and noted that his blond hair was parted to the side making a thick lock fall over his forehead. His square, clean shaven jaw was set in a thin line in contrast to the small friendly dimpled smile on his face which made my insides warm. Clad in a thick black hoodie over a grey cotton shirt, his hands was tucked into the pockets of stonewashed jeans as he shuffled his feet covered in white Vans on the floor because of the cold or could it be nervousness?
"Hi Jen." He greeted as I couldn't seem to say anything since I met him.
