Walking on the cold streets late at night, your heels made a 'clicking' sound against the stone that wasn't filled with colorful leafs. Soft rain drops fell on your black umbrella that you just freshly bought yesterday. No drops dared to hit your beautiful face, looking so gorgeous in the dim light. The lamp lights were an orangy colour, oh how you loved that, made you look like a model straight out of a magazine!

His beautiful face, muscles, those cold ice eyes staring right into your soul... That blonde hair.. And you swore you hated blonde men! But you'd literally get on your knees for this specific man.. Ugh.

Snapping out of your thoughts very quickly, you found yourself on the ground and in a puddle. Your beautiful black dress with small ribbons was ruined, your favorite one, there was dirt all over it. You must've bumped into someone, you also swore this wouldn't have happened! All because of your dumb daydreams.

"Miss.. Miss? Are you okay?" A very familiar voice said, and suddenly the man of your dreams you knew so well was crouching in front of you, helping you to get up. He didn't recognise you... Yet. But damn, you knew those eyes so well...