Behind those hazel eyes

The first impression is not necessarily correct.

V spotted M in KK near the city center on a Friday evening. It was a chilly summer night.
M has soft brown hair with long curves at the end, messy but with strong personality. He has a beautiful face for a man, unshaven beard at the tip of his chin.

V saw him 20 minutes after she entered KK looking for her friends.
She immediately spotted this beautiful looking young man who was with a group of friends chatting and laughing right next to her table.

"What a beautiful face," she thought to herself.
V asked her friends to check M out.
They giggled and giggled.

V and M talked after V's friend approached him for her one hour later.

"Why are you doing this to me?" M's very first sentence said to V after he sat down next to her.
"Excuse me?" V’s heart was beating fast.
"Yeah, why are you doing this to me? I am in a conversation with my friend and why your friend insisted me sitting here with you?" M replied in an upset tone of voice.
"Oh my, I am sorry, I have no idea what my friend said to you, but if you feel uncomfortable sitting here, please do return to your seat. We were just discussing how beautiful your face is, that's it." V answered.
M looked at V in her eyes, puzzled but pleased.
"I know I am pretty." He said.

That was the very first time V saw M's eyes.
Those big eyes with color she cannot describe.

M stayed to chat with V.
Most of the time, he has puzzled facial expression about things she said.
V felt a bit unsure about where to look when she talked.
His puzzled eyes were quite hard to identify.
Nevertheless, it was easy to tell that both M and V were interested.
They exchanged phone numbers and decided to meet the next day.

Her first impression for M was simple. M is a beautiful young man, who knows he's beautiful,
This means that he knows how and possibly plays with his beauty towards women.
"It is fun and it will be just for fun," V thought to herself after she left KK.
"It's not so hard to deal with snobbish people or people like him,"
V was working in an industry which there are enough snobbish celebrities to deal with before she left the company two months ago.
"And he's just a boy."

But first impression is not necessarily correct.
Certainly first intention can be changed.

V didn't know exactly how it all started.
V discovered more of what she wanted to know about M originally in the following month.
M was young but ambitious.
Surely girls fell all over for him all the time, however he's not as playful as she thought he was.
In many ways, M was quite traditional.
He wanted to finish his school and got married to the girl he loves by the age of 26 because he didn’t want to be an old dad.

V is eight years older than M,
She was successful in many ways already and her life was pretty much set.
She loved listening to him talking about his stories so she can learn more about him.

Then, unexpectedly, V fell.
Didn't know how it happened, but she fell for him.

When M decided to end, V was surprised to find herself feeling confused and hurt.
She asked him to look into her eyes and told her the truth.
M's words and reasons were pounding her brain.
But V saw something else from his eyes.
Those eyes with color she cannot define.

V left where M stayed.
M kissed her on her lips and watched her walk away.
V realized what it was all about behind those eyes.

They will meet again, and feelings cannot be killed.
The eyes told.
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"Are those eyes hazel?" I asked.
"What's hazel?" he answered.
"The color of your eyes." I said.
"I have no idea, they are between brown and green" he replied.
Ah - behind those hazel eyes, I saw my own reflection.