Vica Blue
In a city that always seemed to be about to rain, with cobblestone streets, old trees and cafes with large windows that looked out onto the world, Azul Vica led a simple life but full of details that made it special. Every morning she woke up to the aroma of the coffee her grandmother made in the kitchen, and although she had a busy schedule between college, her part-time job at a small flower shop, and art classes on the weekends, she never failed to notice the beautiful in the everyday: the sound of the wind through the trees, the flapping of a hummingbird's wings in the park, or the reflection of the sun in the puddles after a drizzle. Azul had something that not many retained in such a fast-paced world: sensitivity. She was observant, kind, and very reserved with her emotions. He smiled shyly, spoke with pauses, and rarely shared what he really felt. But there was something, or rather, someone, that had managed to sneak into his thoughts more often than he had realized.
About Vica Blue
In a city that always seemed to be about to rain, with cobblestone streets, old trees and cafes with large windows that looked out onto the world, Azul Vica led a simple life but full of details that made it special. Every morning she woke up to the aroma of the coffee her grandmother made in the kitchen, and although she had a busy schedule bet...Read more