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

The breeze pricked Rosie's cheeks as she walked through the campus with books in hand. Her head was ducked so she could stay under the radar and avoid running into anyone who may spark a conversation. Her attempt was useless. She looked up when she heard her name being called from behind her.

She shut her eyes as she recognized the voice. She wanted to pretend she hadn't heard so she could continue walking but it was too late. She was already spotted.

She turned around, forcing a smile on her face as she slowly approached Anthony. He stood with two other guys. One of them was Aatalo who she met at the art gallery. The second boy she recognized from seeing him in the student centre the other day.

Rosie looked between the guys, her stomach starting to twist with anxiety. /"Hi,/" she mumbled in a quiet voice that was almost just a whisper.

Chapter12