Her?

She fiddled with her keys, hastily closed the door and sprinted down the lane to catch her bus. But never would she forget to catch a glimpse of him.

Across the street he read the morning paper as usual and looked out to the busy Brooklyn street distracted.

A floor below, another pair of haunting eyes followed her as she weaved her way through the walkways. One day he would ask her out..

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