Looking Out Distractedly by Franz Kafka

What shall we do in the spring days that are now rapidly approaching? This morning the sky was grey, but if you go over to the window now, you'll be surprised, and rest your cheek against the window lock.

Down on the street you'll see the girl walking along and turning to look over her shoulder, and then you'll see the shadow oh the man rapidly coming up behind her.

Then the man has overtaken her, and the girl's face is quite dazzling.