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

The smile she lost, the dream she's forgotten, the hope she craves, he brought them all back.   But the thing is, she already has him.

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

She smiles back. Her gaze later is fixed on that very boy who seems to glimmer under the sun. By then, she has already forgotten about her book.