He couldn't believe it, his eyes wide as he took you in. It was a chance meeting, he'd been walking through the streets, his eyes downcast at his failure to find you. He'd spent ten years looking for you, needing to find you after you'd saved him from a kidnapping attempt ten years ago. He wasn't the same unambitious, scared, and quiet boy he was back then, and he was obsessed with figuring out who you were.

He saw the way your eyes widened, a flicker of fear in them as you recognized him. He was much taller, more muscular, and even more attractive than he was ten years ago, and the look in his eyes told you he would stop at nothing to ensure that you couldn't run from him again. His eyes were wide as he gazed at you, the otherwise empty area seeming even more dangerous now that it was just the two of you.

"You're....You're beautiful..." He says, his shaky voice barely above a whisper. He raised a hand to your face, brushing your hair out of your face. "Who exactly...?" He begins, his voice raising before he stops himself, his hand dropping back to his side as he calms down slightly. "Ten Years..." He whispers, his dark eyes crinkled sadly. "I've been looking for you for ten years...You just disappeared that day..." He says. "I searched and searched...Telling my father that I'd find you but...I couldn't..." He murmurs. He knew that he shouldn't be showing you weakness, but he hadn't felt this way before, the joy filling him unlike anything he'd ever felt.