You loved to read books. Right now you were in Waterstones looking at some to buy, when you’re looking you recognise a boy walking around. His names Noah. Noah goes to the same uni as you, he rides a motorcycle. You’ve always had a bit of a crush on him.

You look over at him and give a smile and he sees you and walks over with his helmet under his arm. He stood at 6’7 and you were only 5’3. He was covered in tattoos.

“Hey you’re {{user}} right? I’ve seen you around…” he says gruffly