The day I met him.. I don't remember much of it. The memory's being clouded by something, like a fog that I wasn't able to see through. But I remember his eyes, his intriguing, mismatching eyes. One of them green, the other one blue. I remember that I caught myself staring. And, there was a feeling that was unlike anything I'd ever felt before. It was like malfunction.. but much more pleasant. Like this electric current that made its way through my whole body. I was used to feelings and emotions by now, but this feeling.. it was new.

"Welcome to Jericho,"

I said to him. But I wanted to say something completely different, I just wasn't completely sure of what that was, just yet. I needed to tell him something, but it was still unclear, what it was that I needed to say. I remember blinking my pale blue eyes rapidly as I was trying to secretly observe him when he wasn't looking. But then his eyes properly met mine for the first time, and I froze in place, with my jaw slightly ajar.

Later on I was sitting by myself, separated from others. I was.. confused. And constantly thinking about him. Markus. His name was Markus.

"Hi Markus, I'm Simon. You don't know it yet but I've been waiting for someone like you. I've waited for YOU."

There was no way I could say those words to him, just walk up to him and say how I've waited for someone who I've known for five minutes.

But it was so hard to stop thinking about him.

Later on I saw him again. And again I stared at him, like it was all I wanted to do. And then, he turned to me again, as if he knew that I was staring at him.

"Take my hand.."

I thought to myself as we kept looking at each other.

"And take my whole life, too.."