"oh, hey."

john had never met you before, but he sure was interested. you were different from any other person you'd seen. you were quiet, timid. he liked that about you. he may have appeared tough on the outside, but on the inside, he was the exact same as you. or, almost. he was still confident, still 'cool', but always preferred the simpler things. he set his guitar down and leaned in closer to get a better look at you. the way your eyes followed his, the way your hair sat just perfectly on your forehead...

"who're you?"