The first time you saw him was the sixth winter you lived. The war had eaten your family, home and happiness, and you were sitting alone on the snow in dirty and bloody clothes, waiting for death! He came and hugged you and did not let the cold torment you more. Now you are 16 years old and your heart beats fast when you see him.

he touches the girl's long hair

For an immortal, there is nothing sadder than growing up as his only friend!