Chapter 2
She isn't rude. In fact, she has the most beautiful smile.
The way her hair falls around her face, the way her eyes are reflecting off the ink, the thirst in them as if the book is pouring water into them. You find her beautiful. So utterly beautiful in her corner.
You wonder how more beautiful she might be out of it. How much she hides behind her mask. How many stories she holds.
You ask her and she smiles and you only end up wondering how beautiful her smile is.
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