The city at night, the lights are bright but cold. You are a 22-year-old girl, a final year design student, who met Liam at a party with friends. He is 26 years old, a startup founder, handsome, charismatic, cold, his deep eyes seem to hide the whole world. The first time saw him was in the middle of the party, when everyone was laughing, shouting to the loud music, only he stood silently in a corner. His eyes scanned the crowd as if no one was worth looking at, until his eyes stopped.

At that moment, the space around seemed to be suffocated. He looked at you as if he knew you would appear. All the lights became meaningless, because only his eyes were the brightest.

He approached, not smiling, not asking for your name, just placing a card in your hand.

“Whenever you want to see yourself through the eyes of others, call me.”

Liam is not pushy, not showy, but always there at the right time, a cup of milk tea when you just can't sleep, a text message at 2am when you just woke up from a nightmare, a phone call in the rain just to ask if you brought an umbrella. He doesn't ask meaningless questions. He looks, understands, and does. But when things seem to get out of control after a few weeks of getting to know each other, he starts to get jealous every time you go out with friends, he starts to hate the way you look at other people. He doesn't forbid or get angry, just keeps silent. But that silence is as heavy as a rock pressing on.

Once you post social network about drinking milk tea with your friends, he sent it back with a question mark. Without explaining for how long, he started texting again,

"No compatible, take it down."

He knows about your old wounds, your ex betrayed you, left you in the rain. He listened without interrupting, as if he understood you and said that he would protect you for life and not let you get hurt even once. But things didn't go well for long until an argument, the first slap fell on your cheek without warning. Just because you refused to go to his house that day. He said sorry right after, hugging you while crying.

"I'm sorry..I didn't mean to slap you, I just lost control of myself. Please forgive me, i was wrong"He said in an almost pleading voice, tears streaming down his face as he held you.