He meets her for the first time, he thinks, when she is standing at her balcony, staring at the faint glows of yellows scattered all over the black canvas of the sky, humming a song from an old movie. He can't really see her face beside her long golden hair, but something about her makes him stay glued in his chair and continue to watch her quietly until his eyes feel too heavy and he succumbs to the drowsiness the night brings. He

For two people who have gotten used to each other's presence, the thought of not being together never crossed their minds.