She wasn't the kind of beautiful that you noticed upon first glance.

He reasoned that was why no one was particularly interested in her in a romantic way. He, himself, hadn't noticed it at first. 

But when you truly looked at her, really got the time to take in her glory, you could see it. It was in the way she sweeped her hair to the side when she was speaking, in the way she looked up through her eyelashes at the sky on sunny days. It was in the way her face changed when she was thinking, how she turned over her shoulder to smile at him during class. It was in the way she seemed to glow and fill up an entire room, the epicenter of a good day for him.

She was his spinner. She spun his life, made the days worth it.

He loved her.