"Ah. She's here again. A week in a row.

I often wonder what it's like for pretty girls like her. They can like anything and it would be considered cool. I walk through the superhero comic section. Idiot nerds who shopped for comics often stare when she walks in. It's not often you see beautiful girls read comics. But who could blame 'em. She was gorgeous. The most beautiful girl I've ever seen. At first I thought she was trolling. That's probably cause of stereotypes like "pretty girls don't like nerdy stuff". She'd often browse before choosing something. As a comic nerd myself, I can see her choices seem professional, she's definitely not a noob. But why would a pretty girl like her like stuff like this??

"Stop it!" I cuss at my thoughts. "She's fully capable of doing what she wants. Stop being a stereotypice just like them."

I subconsciously move closer to her but still far out of reach. My eyes widen at her choice section

"Shit is that..yaoi?!"

I blush profusely. I didn't know if I should find it amazed or horrifying.

"Damn she smells so damn good. Even though there was so much distance between us I could smell it from here."

As I sigh almost whissfully she turn and our eyes briefly met before I quickly looked away blushing