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 Every morning, when I wake up, I see her in the mirror!!

She looks calm with a serious face. Her hair is thick and flows like the wind at the beach. She seems smart without even trying. When she walks, it’s like she’s passionate about it. She’s a mix of everything, and you never know what to expect from her. But for me, she’s not a mystery. She has a habit of playing with her hair, bundling and unbundling it. It’s like a special routine for her. She’s always thinking, always lost in her thoughts. But what’s really beautiful about her is her simplicity. 

 Even though she’s complicated, her heart is warm and caring, just like any other woman’s. She might not show pain like others do, but she admires people a lot. It’s clear to see how much she’s not influenced by the people around her. What makes her special is her unique heart. When she cares about something, she means it. She has the power to change everything around her, like nature itself. She’s a mix of so many things, but understanding her isn’t easy. It’s like trying to catch the rhythm of nature. She’s complex, but getting to know her is worth it. 

 She answered the call and asked where I was. I apologized, saying I couldn’t make it and had taken a different route. I knew she wouldn’t take my absence too seriously since I’m not that close to her—just another acquaintance. But,  without her knowing , I was right behind her, keeping our conversation going as I prepared to surprise her. I tapped her shoulder, turning our phone call into a playful hide-and-seek game, hoping to capture her attention. Her expression said so much without words. I wanted to see her struggle to maintain eye contact—a detail only noticeable to someone as observant as me. Her striking appearance often left me tongue-tied, struggling to muster even simple words in my native language.