It had been a year or so later after Lukas had left, Mathias still couldn't remember anything; he only relied on dreams, for whom his heart yearns for; Mathias had finished his course and got a job as running his own photography company and magazine, he was living the highlight of his life, although he was lonely and wanted someone to love, yet he couldn't find anyone - He had tried all those dating websites, yet they ended horribly or they never showed up, Mathias thought he would never get a chance for love, not like.

One day as Mathias was in the park taking pictures of the scenery smiling as the snow fell peacefully like feathers drifting slowly, the sky was a beautiful, soft shade of blue, and the clouds were just as white as the snow, and shaped like candy floss. The sun shone brightly, making the winter not so cold (even though it was below 0 degrees) he loved everything about it, though: the cold crisp air, the beautiful frost on plants, and how happy everyone was playing snowball fights or building snowmen!

The Dane was taking the last of his photos when looking into the eye hole he saw a beautiful man appear on the lens: porcelain skin, androgynous structure but slightly overpowered by masculinity, his hair pale blonde, and his eyes indigo, that shined brightly with curiosity. Mathias didn't realize he had by now taking several pictures of handsome man before him, his fingers couldn't help it! Mathias needed to capture his beauty he had a feeling that he would flee any moment if he looked away.

"Can I help you?" The man spoke to the Dane, his voice soft, yet monotonous.

"Uh! Oh...I-I'm sorry, I didn't mean to take your picture, I'm a photographer and you, you sir look like a natural model..." Mathias was surprised, he could actually speak in front of this angel.

"I see, do you think I am worthy of being photographed? Surely since you have an eye for beautiful things,"

"O-Of course! You're an absolute god of beauty! I'd like you to be my model!" Mathias fiddled with his coat pocket pulling out a business card, it was the Danish flag, there were flowers, then it had beautiful calligraphy of his name and company.

The man hesitated before taking the card, he stared at it intently for a while, he looked back up to Mathias.

"I'd like to work with you Mathias Køhler," the stranger gave him a soft look

"Thank you!..." Mathias paused, "I don't know your name, sorry; what is it?"

"Lukas. Lukas Bondevik."