And one night he asked himself if he fell for his best friend. But is he allowed to feel like this? But again, there is no such thing as a perfect friendship in this world Prolog A little girl sat alone at a lake shore, she is already there for hours. Tears falling down to her cheeks. She throw a rock to the lake. "Why I am so weird?!" she shouted to the calm lake as she cried harder. "Why I can see things that no one cant see?!