Jamais Vu - Aria & John
There's an opposite to déjà vu. They call it jamais vu. It's when you meet the same people or visit places, again and again, but each time is the first. Everybody is always a stranger. Nothing is ever familiar.
Aria was puzzled, she swear she had been to this ballroom room before, but looking around nothing seemed to fit into her memories. She met eyes of strangers countless of times and none of them sparked any interested to her. The night was young, and the American girl was craving for something dangerously sweet. The young males in the room didn't hold her eyes for long, all of them seemed the same - plain. With a puff of air, she blew her bangs out of her face and walked into the moonlight garden. The essence of roses, filled the air and the young women walked straight into a lion's den. He was gorgeous, as if the gods took their time with him. Slowly craving desire, lust and beauty into the man, the girl that looked into his eyes as he took another girl right in front of her was stunned. She found herself, blushing like a fool. She quickly turned away leaving the duo to themselves and walked back into the ballroom. She sighed and took a seat, so many people around her and she felt like a loner.