She was again sitting on the same old chair with her eyes closed, the winds swaying her hair. It was a perfect evening yet again for her to imagine her Mr. Perfect. He often came in her dreams but she never met him in real life. It was hard to recognize who he was, after all what she saw in her dreams was only a blank face. She often thought what she would do if she met him. Sipping the last remains of the hot chocolate in the coffee mug, she sighed. 

She again asked herself the same old question, "Who is he"? But no one knew the answer to this. Placing the mug on the table she again closed her eyes and went off to the dreamland, to the place where her Mr. Perfect is waiting for her. There she was sitting on her couch with the phone in her hand and was texting someone. The replies would automatically leave a tint of pink shade on her cheeks. As far as she knew he, he was the biggest flirt alive on this planet. But she was happy the way he would call her as his, the way he would get jealous of anyone else trying to talk to her. But the one thing she liked the most about him was that he would always join her in her immature behavior. He never complained, never made a fuss. They both liked each other the way they were. 

And then she saw the scene melting. The very next moment she found herself in a café. The chill winds blowing and the heavy moisture in the air, made the weather a romantic one. They sat below the open sky, a bit aloof from the rest of the crowd. There was a little conversation between them and then both of them clicked few pictures. He dropped her off at home but before leaving he placed a warm peck on her cheeks. She suddenly felt the blood rushing to her cheeks and ran inside. He stood there giggling, looking at her cute childish behavior. She ran to her bedroom and took out the phone but before she could open the image everything started spinning around. Her little sister was shaking her and waking her up. As soon as she woke up, she got hold of her phone and checked her galley. But it wasn't there. The PICTURES. And then she knew that it was only a DREAM