She.

There was an air about her, if one looked at her long enough.

Physically, she was quite a beautiful person, and pleasant to look at. She was rather tall and skinny, with long limbs. Her dark blond hair fell just below her shoulders, and it would smoothly frame her triangular face when she did not have it tied up either in a ponytail or in a side braid. Her eyes, nose and mouth were well proportioned such that neither one jumped out at you when you saw her face. She wore modest clothing: her shoulders and thighs were always covered. Green clothing had the tendency to bring out her eyes, which were of a greenish-grey colour.

But there really was an air about her. An air of mystery, I suppose – an air of being so much more than she was showing.

Perhaps it was in the way her face lit up when you started conversing with her. The mouth would curve into a smile, and her eyes would open a little wider as she spoke to you. Her countenance would open up, and she would let you have a glimpse of her inner world for the duration of her replies, which were always quite short and to the point. Her voice was smooth and gentle, with no rough edges, and one would have to listen carefully not to miss her words. She would then close up again, as if she had shown enough of herself for the time being.

Perhaps it was in the way she seemed to avoid conversation, even though one could tell how much she listened. She took in the world around her, and analysed it and made sense of it secretly in that mind of hers. She rarely gave opinions, but did so when asked. I often wondered what thoughts she thought; what did she keep inside her that she did not share with anything or anyone but her notebook, which was never far away? She had the tendency to stay away from people, and to remain outside of conversations, although always observing from her place.

I would see her and be intrigued by how put together she appeared, and how solitary she came across, being quiet and reserved around everybody who crossed her path …

(Probably an unfinished piece – I tried to describe myself from somebody else’s perspective. Interesting exercise!)