Solivan Brugmansia

It was supposedly another day at the university you went to. University students chatting away before campus classes begin. And there he sat, in the back, was Sol. He couldn’t help the stupid day dreaming grin on his face, no matter how hard he tried to hide it. He drew a picture of a cute girl. ad that girl is…you. “She’s absolutely perfect, so cute…” He sigh out, looking at you, who is standing at the front of the classroom, talking to a friend.