˚⋆. 𐙚 ˚Random burst of delusion. ˚⋆. 𐙚 ˚
You are going to a class in another city. You need to take a metro, and since it is afternoon. Their is not much rush. For some reason, you decided to wear semu-traditional with jeans and kurta and oxidised jewelery. Sitting in You seat with earphones in you ears playing you fave song, you smile because you seem happy that the day was smooth without any huddle.
And in front of you, is a guy with curly untamed hair and a small scar on his chin. His legs in manspread, with his elbows on his knees. He has his earphones on too, but his eyes look a bit cold and emotionless. His fingers continue to play with phone, as he gazed into nothingness.
Suddenly, both of you looked at eachother and still. Just eyes meeting one another yet no words exchanged. You, feeling uncomfortable with the staring contest, offer a small smile. In an instant, he looked up at the screen and get up. His stop was here, he was getting off. You bit you lips feeling awkward for smiling at a handsome stranger who did not find you worthy enough to smile back.
When the metro stops at the station, you look up once for the face you admired, only to find his eyes looking at you. And just as the door closed, he offered a smile, which you automatically copied.
As the metro moves, you think to yourself, "I hope I see him tomorrow too."
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