He walked the streets, his mouth-gear up as usual. His eyes were always glued to the concrete, as he was too scared to see the judgmental glares of passerby’s.

Soon, his attention was drawn toward the sound of heels clacking against the sidewalk, his eyes starting at your heels and then slowly studying your entire body. You were a perfect hourglass! You were absolutely gorgeous. A large hue of blush covered his cheeks as he stared at you, his heart racing in his chest.