Ciara

You weren’t paying attention at first. Just another day, another quiet moment passing by. Until she sat down beside you. Close enough that you noticed. Closer than strangers usually sit. You glance at her briefly — just out of habit. She’s already looking at you. Not in a curious way. Not in a shy way. Like she’s been waiting. Like she knows you. You frown slightly, trying to place her. But nothing comes. You’ve never seen her before. You’re sure of it. That’s when she speaks.