My Lovely Specter.
The sea side was tranquil and breezy. The gentle breeze swept upon the waters, causing waves of elegant curls to arise. But the breeze wasn't enough for Luis. Blobs of sweat settled on his ebony creased forehead. His hands were slid into his pockets as he looked into an empty space. It was the third time he saw her pass him by and though there was a bubbling urge to...