t w e n t y m a y

A/N: A capture of light and a thousand of words are formed. Lightly putting force on the button and click a photo is created. A photo full of memories is something that can not be changed and will never be forgotten.

It was the month of snow and purity, layers of snow covered the streets of the bustling city. A woman wrapped in thick lush scarf with a dark, brown jacket walked quickly around the corner and rushed into a shop filled with the smell of coffee and warmth. Smiling gently, she walked up to the counter and ordered a cup of hot mocha.

“Hot mocha, medium size costs 5 dollars, miss.” The woman smiled and nodded at the cashier as she exchanged 5 dollars for the burning hot mocha in her pale, cold hands. Slowly walking to an empty seat near the window, she carefully placed her cup of mocha on the table and took off her warm scarf that covered half of her face. Her cheeks were slightly flushed from the cold outside, with her medium length blonde hair framing her captivating blue crystal eyes. Staring outside the window was something that captured her heart. It was something that seems to be painted from an artist, something that was in the land of fantasy.

“This would've been a beautiful picture…” she murmured to herself.

Looking away from the scenery she quickly set her hands around the hot coffee cup and took a sip from it. Feeling the warm liquid flowing inside her body, the woman sat back up and looked around the coffee shop. Couples were enchanted with each other’s eyes, families were laughing with joy and business men were staring intently at their burning laptop. Taking another sip from her mocha, she closed her eyes but the bells of the door rang and a faint, “cup of hot chocolate” in a husky voice caught her attention.

Hot chocolate? Judging from his voice, the woman guessed that it obviously was a businessman, but most businessmen normally order lattes or black coffees. Curiously, she looked at the cashier and instead of a man in suit, she saw a young man in a pair of torn jeans and black turtleneck that oh-so-wonderfully fit in his fit body. However, it wasn’t the body that caught her attention…but his eyes. He had a pair of alluring attractive eyes that seem to draw the entire female population into him. His eyes were indescribably intense with speckles of gold in his amber eyes

She was sure that his endangering eyes lingered on her when the young man took his hot chocolate out of the shop. The woman quickly finished her hot mocha, and ran out of the store. Looking on her right, left and across the street, she was unable to find a single glimpse of him - the crowds of people blinded her and the chattering voices in the bustling city made her even more frustrated. Jogging slightly across the streets, she stopped by a tree covered with snow with the sunrays escaping through the gaps in between the branches. Forgetting about the young man she immediately opened her bag and pulled out a camera, click the unforgettable moment was captured.

“You dropped this on the streets when you were running,” a familiar voice said behind her. As the woman turned to face voice, a piece of black scarf was thrown at her. Startled the woman looked up, it's him!

“Thank you.” The woman said politely, “My name is Isabelle Nichols, a professional photographer; I would like to hire you to be my model.” Straightforward as she seems, the man seemed impassive.

“Sorry, but I'll think about it.” Isabelle frowned but stubbornly took out one of her business cards and handed to him.

“Here, this is my business card. If you change your mind, you are more than welcome to call me. You would be an excellent model, you shouldn’t waste it.” Isabelle turned to walk away without looking back or giving a bye to the man.

The man started to turn away and stared at the business card in his hand; he stood there for a minute then started to walk in the opposite direction with his phone at his ear, smiling.

A/N: Two people’s destinies intervene together. If you met once in your life, you will meet him or her again; somewhere, somehow, sometime.