WHO IS HE?

It was Sunday, prayer day. I was part of the choir team. I was walking and someone bumped into me causing my Bible to fall down. I became angry as I don't like books falling. I angrily looked at the man just to see him sad. The site made me calm. He was looking at the ground. I looked at the direction and saw his phone on the floor, broken. I started laughing as I couldn't control. He looked at me and asked me to say sorry. He was way too childish than me. I have seen him before. But as a cold and rude guy. My assumption was definitely wrong. He was so soft and handsome with black shiny hair, plump lips, and white skin.

I snapped out of my thoughts as the church bell rang. After the prayer, I searched for him. I found him sitting with a baby, playing happily. He was damn beautiful. He looked ethereal. He had his phone in his hand fully tapped, which made me smile softly. I felt the urge to talk to him, sit with him, play with him. But, I couldn't.

During dinner, I was only thinking of him .My parents looked at me weirdly as I was smiling like crazy. I couldn't forget his smile, his cuteness. I couldn't even sleep. All I had in my mind is him.

"What's his name? I should have asked him in the first place. What an idiot"- I thought to myself.

"But how will I find his name?"