Bus 206: He smiled and I blushed

“Hi, is anyone sitting there?” I asked.

He looked up from his phone, then he smiled. He removed his backpack so I could take the seat by the window. I realised that my ears were heating up.

“How could I be that easy!” I thought to myself.

He’s a Caucasian. He has short curly brown hair. He probably has blue eyes, I don’t remember.

We did not talk, but our arms kept bumping as the bus made its usual route. It’s weird but it felt fine and cozy. Weird, I know.

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