She sat with her friends, playing random games, as the train passed through green fields. Having the time of her life, she had never thought that her life would take a different turn on that train.

While singing a song, her eyes fell on a boy. Eyes focused on the roof, and pen in his mouth. How lost he seemed, like creating a world of his own.

She had always had a thing for poets and writers. "Magicians they are", she always told her bestfriend.

Her bestfriend saw her looking at the guy.

"Is he that writer that can become your special someone", whispered her friend.

And instantly, a blush coloured her cheeks.