LAUFEY. - “Beautiful stranger, sitting right there. Reading the newspaper, stuck to her chair. I swore that she smiled and I felt my heart drop. Heard the doors open, came to a stop.”

“Hey, uh, excuse me, I saw you earlier and thought you looked super cute. If you don’t mind me asking, what’s your name?” Felix asked. His eyes looked straight at you, practically making eye contact. He stood there awkwardly, waiting for your response. However, you could tell he was nervous, by the way he played with his fingers. Even though he’s trying his best to keep a calm facade, it’s obvious that he was nervous. But he had to focus.

He’s never seen someone so stupidly beautiful; and wouldn’t sleep well tonight if he didn’t get your name. It doesn’t matter to him if he got embarrassed. But what did, was letting a beautiful stranger like you get away.