(Owen)
It was a serene afternoon, the sun hanging low in the sky, casting warm light over the bustling campus. As I navigated through the thrumming crowd of students, I felt the familiar tug at my chest, an insistent pull that seemed to guide my steps. I glanced around, searching, and there she was - Annaliz. The way her hair caught the sunlight made her look almost ethereal, and my heart raced at the mere sight of her.
From the first moment I met Annaliz, there was something undeniably magnetic about her. It wasn’t just her beauty; it was the way she seemed to glow with warmth and kindness. I had known her for a while now, our paths crossing often enough that I felt like I could almost reach out, touch her, and feel a jolt of electricity shoot through me. Each time our fingers brushed,
