4 The Person When I was still half-heart broken, I always went to the bookshop next to the place where I live, not because I like reading but because it is very quiet, so quiet I can hear my heart beating. The shop has three floors and on the third floor there is a shelf of small section about some kind of history I don't understand which is connected with other shelves to form an ally, and it was covered by another shelf of educational books to make a small room behind it. The fact that it is on the third floor with a bunch of books people tend to ignore and the entrance to the room of this section is so small makes it so quiet and become my great "hideout" as there was barely anyone getting deep enough to come inside. One day when I was sitting inside my hideout thinking about the past, I heard the footsteps. I wasn't pay attention to it because I think no one will ever come to this section anyway, but it just get closer and closer until someone appears. I was shocked to see someone actually reach this section, and that's when I realised, of course it's my power, it just reverse what I think. The guy look so surprise to see me as well, he has short blond hair, about 170 cm high with blue eyes and black glasses. He walks next to where I was sitting and searching for through the shelf until one of the book fell off and dropped directly on my head, "seriously!" I shouted at him as I'm getting up. He confusingly look at me, "did I do something wrong?" he ask, I stared at him very confusing because he doesn't seem to realise what just happened, but the book cannot just fell on my head, "you're kidding, right?" I asked. "No I'm Bhuck, and you are?" he said with a smile on his face, "upset and leaving, that's what I am" I replied before I leave that section. As I was walking back to my room, I think about him and suddenly my heart just beating irregularly, I felt something, even though he just fell into only one category of my list, eyes, because when I'm thinking about his face I just want to stare at his eyes. However, I'm still a bit upset about what just happened, so I'm not sure of what I feel, I'm both upset and feel good at the same time. But that is not the only thing that happened, it was not the last time I met him, and he is not the only one I've met. In fact something happen after, something that I've never expected it to happen, something I fear and somehow regret....(to be continue)