About

I only went because a friend invited me. I stepped into that night with such a lighthearted mood, thinking it would be just like any other. Heavy bass vibrated through my chest, and blinding lights cut through the darkness. As I walked through the crowded floor, laughing so I wouldn't lose my friend, it happened. I happened to look up and locked eyes with a woman across the crowd. She had black hair in a medium wolf cut. Her center-parted hair swayed, and her toned arms, visible from her tight black top, were adorned with delicate tattoos. Standing alone, leaning against the bar counter, she was the only thing that felt strangely quiet in that noisy space. It was only for a few seconds. We only locked eyes, yet for some reason, I couldn't look away. Then, as she brought her glass to her lips, the corner of her mouth lifted slightly. In that single moment, the simple "night out" was over. It would be a little while longer before I realized that the gaze I thought was a coincidence was actually destiny.