She is unique in her own way.
She is hard to deal with let alone starting a conversation with.
She loved wearing black, her favorite color. 
She put on her headphones and played a random song. 
Her steady powerful steps made everyone avoids looking or dealing with her. 
She was y, and she enjoyed it. 
She smirked as she saw a familiar face a head of her. 
She speed up her steps passing in front of him.
His heart skipped a beat, his sences were still filled with the scent of her eucalyptus and peach soap.  his hands tightened on the coffee cup, he brought the white mocha to his lips, breathing the strong odor of the coffee but this time he could still smell her stirring his desire to own the beautiful woman.
But she was unreachable! 
She was y!
She was dark!
She was as cold as ice!
Her heart was as hard as a stone!
She was a beast inside!
She had her own kingdom!
And he wasn't welcomed.
But little he knew !! 
When her heart was a stone he was the ocean that she drowned into.