fallenangel: chapter 1
angels, a word that was used to discripe somebody with kind heart and outside beauty.
fallenangel, a word that is using to discribe somebody with kind heart abd inside beauty.
This is not a fantasy story, and not a love story, and of course not a fairy tale that some of u will expect. This is a legency of a girl, a fallenangel.
I met her in the coffe shop.
It is called "memories".
i was surprised to see that someone like her will drink coffee while reading book in this humble coffe shop, and i don;t even expect that anyone will come to this coffe shop, coompare to all these glogous shops abd places here in this big city, who will pay attention to this place? a place that was forgotten.
But she was there.
And me, too.
Because of her.
...
And i know she is here, because of me.
I walked into the coffee shop.
She didn;t see me, and i pretend i didn't too.
But i know, i cant aviod her lavender scent and the hidden elegance that she couldn't hide.
I glanced at her table, she didn't drink the coffee, i understand, there isn't even a counter, the only reason ppl come here is that they can get peace, and maybe some kinda happiness.
Like Heaven.
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