Prologue
We met for the first time nearly a decade ago. I still remember her in her school uniform, sitting next to a window, always looking away into the far, far horizon; as if she were imagining herself gliding on sea waves to the far end of the world.
I loved staring at her while she was deep in thought, slowly drifting into her own world, leaving only her body behind. Something about the way she looked out through the windows, her expressionless eyes and that slight smirk, made my heart flutter like never before. I fell in love with the warmth she made me feel without even meeting my eyes.
From our first meeting, everything felt like destiny. The first time our eyes locked and she held my hand, something clicked in my heart. It just felt… right.
