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

/"You never take more than a minute to find an outfit. What's so important about this one?/" Tamara stood leaning against Rosie's bedroom door frame, peering at her in amusement.

/"Nothing./" Rosie tossed her a dull expression.

Tamara scoffed, a smirk playing on her lips. She knew Rosie was hiding something. /"A big date?/"

Rosie rolled her eyes, turning to go back to digging through her closet. /"There's an art opening./"

Tamara paused in thought. /"Wait, you mean the one Aatalo is being featured at?/"

Rosie didn't look at her cousin as she nodded her head.

Tamara narrowed her eyes suspiciously at Rosie's back. /"Are you going with Anthony?/"

Rosie shrugged. /"He'll be there, yes. He said he will take me since we're both going to the same place./"

Chapter8