Hello

She never knew what hit her. It was like a moth to a flame. The tinted glass, the rough exterior, the glistening enamel. And there were those baby blues. Who could resist such poetry?

Her mind reeled. She was too scared to think, to feel, to act. Her hands shook. She blinked, wondering if she was in a dream.

Then, he decided to say Hello.

And she was gone for good.