Billions of people live in different places around the world.

Out of all of those places, I live in Seattle, Washington.

When people hear the word Seattle, they think of coffee, skyscrapers, and Starbucks.

Me? I don't think of any of that. I think of a person, rather than an object.

This person was a star. He could be seen, but was out of reach.

He was at the top of the world, only to be knocked down by people who are jealous of him.

He's worked for years, and his dream was crushed in a matter of days.

He's given people smiles and love, and has received hate in return.

He protects his brothers, even to the point where he stops protecting himself.

Even if the world turns on him, he's still MY hero. I'm still his fan.

And on that day, out of all the people in the world, I met him.

This is a one-shot I posted on Winglin over a year ago, that's why you see a different username on the poster. I just wanted to see what you guys thought of it :)