For Tien Len Competition.
For Hedley Song Challenge: Crazy For You
For That's You Challenge: Sherlyn
Off the Block Competition: Breaststroke: Medium
Oh The Thinks You Can Think: Sam I Am
~A Beautiful Mind~
️Summary: This was her, to him. She wasn't like any other girls that he'd seen before. She wasn't "adorable," she wasn't "cute." She was art, she was classic.
🔲 Status: ( ) INCOMPLETE (✔️) COMPLETE
Word Count: 520
Dante Vasseur had transferred to France, earlier this year. His parents were always at work and he went to a local school for boys. He made a friend there, whom he would help for homework. Life was normal, until he bumped into a girl one day.
Gabrielle Delacour was one of the most breathtaking characters Dante Vasseur had ever known, and the main reason for this was that Gabrielle had immeasurable charisma. There were the people who had very little charisma that they could speak very profound sentences, and no one would hear a thing. But along with them, were the people who had so much charisma, that they could speak rubbish and everyone in the vicinity would listen.
Gabrielle was one of these. And ever word that came out, was thought through and through.
When intelligence was added to the equation, it was one of the most dangerous and beautiful combinations known to man. Not only did she draw people in with her words, but she had also thought and done her research to have philosophies to back her up. She had a way with people, to entice and enthral them.
If beauty was mixed into this, which Gabrielle undeniably had, the character of person became twice as enticing. Her eyes consumed you, forcing you to look into them whenever you had an encounter with her. Her silver-blonde hair, which travelled to her waist, added to her beauty. People of beauty were idolised in society.
And then there was ambition.
If charisma, beauty, intelligence and ambition were fused into one soul, there's no saying what could result of her or the distance she could overcome. To put it simply, Gabrielle exhibited the ambition of Napoleon, the intelligence of Einstein, the beauty of Helen of Troy and the God's own charisma. She wasn't nebulous or nondescript like other girls. No, she was completely different to anything he'd seen. She was a telescope, she enhanced everything around him, throwing light and illuminating all objects; making them more clear.
He found solace in her. She had a unique characteristic where you didn't have to talk to her to enjoy her presence. She being there was enough, because she radiated something completely indescribable, like some sort of wave. It was soothing. It was peaceful. It was uncommon. It was subtle. And yet, that wasn't even close to identifying it. He loved her for it.
She was transcendent, on another level. Completely out of this world. An enigma to him. She was chillingly attractive and lured him in, without, of course, the bad intentions. Passionate she was, as she loved with a heart of gold and would take care of anything as if it were her own. The way she was brought up was evident in her morals, beliefs and ethics. Her beliefs and what she stood for was solid and strong. And YET, she was soft and alluring. Unbelievable.
And then there was her mind. Yes, apart from her physical appearance and personality traits, there was her mind. It was placid and adroit, unique in its own way. It was beautiful. A beautiful mind.
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