She took her sweet time finding comfort in a nearby seat in a small, cramped, yet seemingly busy family-owned cafe'. With a small white cup in hand, her dainty fingers searched the pages of the local newspaper, her ice-blue eyes scanning over each sentence intently. With such focus, it seemed as if her acknowledgment of everything around her disappeared. Yet another girl drawn to the pages of knowledge.

Yet you looked at her. She's quite intriguing.

Her flawless porcelain skin and facial features made it hard for anyone to look away from. Her blue-tinted wardrobe complimented her eyes perfectly, especially the large bow wrapped around her neck.