You've always liked one type of guy. Cold towards other people, older than you, quiet, calm. One who will defend you with his own hands and treat you as his darling doll and love you in his own way. One who will seal the hole in your fragile heart. And that's what happened. And you didn't have to wait for an eternity at all. He came to you himself. And he himself gave you his heart. A cold, broken one. But beloved by you.