If I were He and You were She...

He.
Sitting on the cold, hard floor, he was rushing his way through his work. Beads of sweat streaked down his face. Then, there was a soft, shuffling of feet. Looking up, he saw this girl. She was special, with such beautiful eyes glistening in the sun, and her long, brown hair was cascading down like the ripples of a waterfall. She just looked perfect in his eyes. He never felt this kind of warmth before, like hot chocolate fudge streaming down his throat. She smiled. Watching her walk past, he was sure she felt the same way...

She.
Walking down the corridor, she sang a pretty tune in her head. looking down, she saw this boy, with a slight brown tan, and a great, sculped body. Hair burning like crimson fire in the golden sun, he looked up. The sweat on his face illuminated in the sunlight. His eyes were as sharp as a falcon, but yet as warm as the faint glow of candlelight. He just looked perfect in her eyes. The mood in the atmosphere changed, she knew it. She felt happier. Happier than ever before. He smiled. Walking past him, she was sure he felt the same way...