Just a Cliche
Zoe Gibson
As he walked into school on a cold October morning with a latte in his hand he decided to stop by the cafe before class. He opened his macbook and sat at a small table. His professor had posted a simple assignment about cliches. He hated cliches, he hated the idea of love at first sight, he just found it so unrealistic. It was unrealistic. Bumping into someone at a coffee shop on a cold October morning looking into their hazel brown eyes and golden brown hair that falls just below their shoulders. Then he saw him.