Dear No One

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THIRD PERSON

No One:

Hey Rose!

Rose is riding the bus on her way to the exhibit.

Feeling happy by the idea of going to a place where people show what's inside their heart,

she pull the tickets out of her bag, "For a friend..." she mumbles.

Umm.... are you free today?(deletes)

Wanna meet? (deletes)

"You are out of your mind Rose."

Hey how you doing?

Doing fine as always

'bout you?

I guess I'm doing fine

What?

Did you fight with someone?

Not actually a fight

Then what?

Just a misunderstanding

Isn't that the same thing?

I don't know haha

With whom?

My mom.

Oh, so did you sort things out ?

Yeah, I think so.

You'll get pass through it.

Donchu worry!

Thanks!

Rose looked through the window and saw that she's near the stop,

she pressed the button beside her.

Ttyl!

Okie dokie!

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Exactly when she arrive, the event has just started,

A young lady is on the entrance.

A pretty woman looking great with her white dress, and her hair is put on a bun which suits her.

But what attracts Rose is how her bangs fit her small face well.

"Woah! Her beauty is out of this world." She whispered before proceeding to the entrance.

Rose gave the woman her ticket, the lady smiles at her and she timidly smiled as well.

"Welcome to our exhibition and hope you'll like it!" The lady said cheerfully, Rose bowed and went in.

Before she could fully enter the exhibit, there is a big signage standing near.

"Lisa Manoban." she read aloud, followed by a deafening shout. "LISAAAAAAAAA!!!!!" Rose turned her head towards the sound and saw that the woman is waving at a man running towards her. Rose looked at the signage once again, "Lisa Manoban, event manager." Upon reading it, she was amazed.

'What a lucky young person who can do what she pleases.'

Rose said in her mind. Being envious of the girl who can follow their dreams as they wish.

She push all the thoughts away as she came to enjoy, not to mourn on something she can't do.

Rose is almost finish looking at the paintings, sculptures, and photos. She is now on the last part of the display. Her eyes are wandering on the section appreciating the beauty of all works, when a man was caught by her roaming eyes.

She gulps and turn her gaze away. She can't understand why the man standing in front of a painting caught her attention when she is not normally the type of person to notice people. Rose took a breath before slowly turning her head on the man's direction. To her surprise, their eyes met. She quickly shift her eyes on something and sighed, embarrass.

"Rose, stop it." She said to herself slapping her cheeks hoping that she will be back to her senses, yet her mind kept on admiring the man. How does he look? He's tall, got a sharp nose, he got a fair skin and it's white as a milk, his straighten posture shows that he is someone intellectual, his round glasses fit his small cute face, his hair is black and is fixed well.

Rose shook her head to keep the man out of her mind and directly went to the exit.

That's how her day ended, not aware of the happenings about to come that will change her entire life.

(Marked as Read)