I remember her perfectly, the girl with intense eyes. So intense that I could see them across her sunglasses as if the dark color of them were made of a deep glare.

Since I had sixteen years old I could read the eyes of anyone. Even there are people in Perú that works just reading the eyes. I don’t know if I could do the same but certainly I learnt to know the mind behind the people’s eyes. But in her case I was enchanted, lost in the deep sea of their eyes as a little being diving into the vastness. I wonder if someone else saw her the same way as me, eyes so intense that you could see them across her sunglasses.

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