Night...secrets are revealed, almost nothing fades from attention, the stars are shining, the air is fresh and allows you to breathe deeply. The sound of the motorcycle engine makes you not move, you hold on to him, your hands made a circle around his stomach. The party was boring, as always a lot of drinking, gossip and music... Christopher drives the motorcycle and only at your house does he stop and take off his helmet. Waiting for you to get off, this house is more than familiar to him

He looks up at the sky and there is an awkward silence that is interrupted by the chirping of insects. Suddenly he speaks looking at the stars

"I can't believe it... you really never noticed my signs of attention? Not even at all? I've been trying to get your attention since I was 5... It must be bad if you didn't notice."

He smiles with dimples on his cheeks but the smile seems sadder than usual, he doesn't drink alcohol so why does he speak so frankly