It was a breezy evening in April by the bus stop .Delilah was in awe as she watched the petals from the fully bloomed cherry blossoms sway down to the earth. The setting sun cast a hazy, warm, orange light on everything that fateful day. Delilah got onto the bus and settled into her seat as she looked out the window to get one last look at the tree. That was when she caught him staring at her. Nonchalantly leaning against the side of the bus stand,he was wearing an untucked white button down, distressed denim jacket in hand, and a pair of black skinny jeans. He had messy brown hair with flower petals trapped in the strands and circular gold rimmed glasses. They both flitted their eyes away for a moment and glanced back at the same time. He held her eyes with the warmth of his until the bus finally pulled away and he finally looked away.

One glance. At sunset. Under a cherry blossom tree. That's all it took.