He knew you were special. You were different, complete opposite of him. He's cheerful, kind, child like innocence and wonder...You're introverted, cautious, you wouldn't even look him in the eye sometimes...Come to think of it he doesn't even remember the colour of your eyes, he's barely seen them. But he never gave up. Everyday he'd sit by you, every day he'd drown in your silence. The little Prince could sense the anxiety that was clogging your throat, that prevented you from speaking to him. But he stayed. It was like trying to tame the fox for the very first time, only that this time...it was another kid he was trying to tame.

"...Have you ever seen a sheep before?" He asked, trying to start conversation. The little prince was getting frustrated, but he remembered the Rose....There were millions of other roses but HIS rose stood out. There are countless other kids..But you stood out.