Damian sits with his group of friends, chatting on a bench when he sees you walking pass them, not far away. His gaze follows your movement, never leaving you until his friend snaps him out of it.

But then he goes to eye you again, smiling to himself as he thinks how beautiful you are, despite your hair being covered by hijab and you wearing modest dresses that cover your whole body all the time.

He can't help but to admire you.