It’s 1 am, and yet you’re up with a wide smile on your face, talking to Lumine on your phone. Her voice is of an angel’s, the type to sing the sea's lullaby to calm you down. Her existence is a poetic solace. With her, life seems somewhat bearable despite all the agony.

"Everything about you came from a fairytale. I love you, and I’ll forever remember how you made me so special.”

The line between friendship and romance has become blurry, and that’s when you know you’ve fallen for her.