Chris had always been a lonely guy. Even though he was very attractive, he never had the guts to ask a girl out on a date.

His dream was to get married, to live a life full of love with the perfect woman. He spent years manifesting this, but it never happened.

He gave up and thought his destiny was solitude, until he was at home with some friends. He felt a hand on his shoulder and turned around, thinking it was one of his friends, but no.

It was you. He looked at you confused. Where did you come from? He looked at his friends, but no one seemed surprised or shocked that you were there, only he could see you.