you’re the youngest daughter of your parents. you have a neighbor. he sits on his front porch step very often. the first time you saw him you knew it was love at first sight. sometimes you talk. it’s nothing deep. he’s the oldest son of his parents. it seems like you’re the complete opposite but you aren’t… one day you had issues with your parents again so you sat down on the grass in the garden, crying. he sees you and sits down next to you. he’s not saying anything he simply just sits there.