girl with the supernova fringe

Today I saw a girl sitting outside the materials building in the engineering block. Definitely wasn't the most feminine of the lot, but not the typical jeans/hoodie either. Her hair was short, dirty blonde, dry, and rough -but she had dyed her fringe the most beautiful blend of deep blue, sea green, and... a little bit of pink? The wind played with it. Tossed it around and mocked me. She had her head bent over something with a pencil in hand, so I walked past and casually peered over her work.

She was composing music. It was a manuscript book.

She was composing music. My heart wanted to cry. Again.