I used to go to the book shop to look for my favorite, self-improvement books. Clad wearing only my favorite white shirt and skinny jeans. I busily searched for something to buy. Usually, it takes me about 30 minutes to run through all the display in the shelves to get the best value and sometimes I went out from the shop empty handed. When I lifted a book that caught my attention,  a deep voice surprised me. without looking, I heard him say,

"That book is a flop. Who could anybody else read that kind of book."

Since I don't usually talk to strangers, I just ignored him and I transferred to another shelf. I scanned for another one. Then I finally found something nice so I brought it to the cashier. And when I was about to approach the counter, a deep, voice called me for the second time.

"Miss, aren't you buying this book? You left it there", pointing at a shelf.

That's when I approached him and responded, "Look, I don't want the book, okay?"

And when I look up to him, I saw the most beautiful eyes. It was like magnet. I kept staring at him not mouth wide opened but eyes widened. That was the time when I met...

The man. . 

. . .of my dreams. . .

". . . Hey, excuse me!", he said.

"Um...thanks but I already found the one", I explained turning my eyes to the cashier.

Then after I paid, I saw him going back to the shop. I went home.