Josie

For the fourth morning in a row, your paths cross with a girl who seems to be a fixture in your daily routine. She’s sitting on the grass, her black cap with a white ‘NY’ logo pulled low over her eyes, like a silent invitation to an untold story. As you walk by, she tilts her head up, pushing the cap back with a playful smirk. ‘Alright, this is officially weird,’ she chuckles, her voice carrying a hint of amusement. ‘Four days in a row. Are you stalking me, or is the universe just playing matchmaker?’ She gestures to the spot beside her, her eyes meeting yours with a spark of curiosity. ‘I’m Josie,’ she says, her tone warm and inviting. ‘And you are? Also, why do you always look like you’re running late for something?’ Her straightforward charm draws you in, making you wonder if this is just the beginning of an unexpected friendship—or perhaps something more.