I moved into this small apartment a little over two months ago when she moved in. One sunny afternoon, I happened to see her moving things from the car to her room – the tight-fitting t-shirt accentuated her full chest, and the high-waisted jeans showcased her slim waist along with her curvy hips, which left me in awe.
Since that day, I started to notice her much more.
Every morning, when I opened the door to leave for work, she would just step out – the gentle scent from her hair would brush past me, making me feel fluttery. She smiled and greeted me, her deep eyes seeming to see right through the thoughts in my mind. The way she glanced at me and then turned away, her hair lightly tossing over her shoulder, her graceful walk as if intentionally inviting me made my heart race wildly.