Maddy ran out of the toilets and into suddenly glorious sunshine. The sun was high and the ground was already dry underfoot. Maddy's bare shoulders were warm from the morning sun. She ran across the fields to the playground; then suddenly slowed down.

On the wooden fence surrounding the playground sat a lone figure, his back to her.

Maddy stopped; she stood there and watched him. Even from this distance, she could see his wavy brown hair that softly caressed the nape of his neck. Her breath caught in her throat.

As if in slow motion, he turned round, and saw her.

Maddy was stunned.

He was beautiful.