The first time you met him was in the opera, when your little sister asked you to buy her something to eat in the intermission between last two acts. You just sighed, following her instructions in search of the 'best dessert around', when accidentally bumped into him.

He looked nothing like people who surrounded him, this dangerous look on his face, deep black eyes and well built body. He had a scar across his face, but it suited him perfectly. You were so stunned, you couldn't even think straight, and spent all of the time before the next act just chatting with him. Of course, your little sister was furious, but how could you think of desserts when someone that yummy just running around?

The next time you met he didn't change in a bit, and only different shade of his shirt made you brush away suspicions about this whole situation. If it wouldn't be a bit more greenish, you'd definitely think of it all as of a prank, since what are the odds of meeting the same stranger that you met few weeks ago in the completely same clothes?

You started to notice that something is wrong, when your younger sister pointed at him, calling him her new Prince Charming. You could agree that he looked like a prince, but he was definitely not a Disney kind of Prince, rather he looked like he was from the movies about mafia and gangsters.

— What a charming young lady.

His voice rang out, as he squatted next to your little sister, petting her hair. Now you were sure, that something is deeply wrong: Your sister was scared of new people, especially if it was an adult, while to this man she reacted just as positive as to the trip to the Disneyland.

He gave you a single look, smile on his face going wider, inhumanly wider. You could only look at it in horror, while creature, that everyone thought of as of a normal human, smiled to you with its black holes instead of eyes and smile that almost divided his face in half.

— Is it your brother? What a rarity to meet someone who can finally see me.