Rosie, an introvert whose presence feels like serenity to Anthony. 
Two people with completely different natures, from two different worlds find themselves consumed by one other. Rosie finally feels seen, Anthony finally realizes what magic feels like.
While they keep being pulled towards each other like magnets, they are kept apart by their own doubts and hesitations.

The Complex Art of Rosie

/"Anthony Morelli?/" Simon leaned forward across the library clerk desk. Rosie had told him about the art opening that she was going to with Anthony. /"You're talking about the Anthony Morelli who's on the baseball team? That guy's a legend./"

Rosie pursed her lips as she stared down at her shoes. She knew Anthony was a social creature, a very friendly one with many acquaintances. She just didn't know entirely how big his presence was on campus.

Rosie's silence was enough of an answer for Simon. He whistled out a breath of air, smirking as he leaned back in his chair behind the clerk table. He was impressed. /"Hell of a guy to go on a date with, Rosie. Props./"

Rosie's head shot up to gape at Simon with wide eyes. /"What? It's not a date./"

Simon scoffed. /"What else would you call it?/"

Rosie shrugged her shoulders, going back to staring at her shoes.

Chapter7