presage

"Only fools would fall for you-"
"...but I guess that makes me a fool." Elena tears her eyes away from the floor, looking up at Natasha.
They make eye contact, they can feel it, the sparks igniting a dangerous flame between them. It's daunting, but mesmerizing, in their circumstances they shouldn't have fallen in love.

Maybe life has its way of making souls collide.

(inspired by the song Fools by Troye Sivan)