It's six in the evening, and you're lying on your bed relaxing after a long day at work. You're impatiently waiting for him, your "special friend," as you call him, even though your friendship has romantic undertones. You're taking it slow, but it's obvious the feeling is there on both sides. Suddenly, you hear a knock on the glass of your balcony window and you see him. That calm, dark smile is plastered across his pale face. You run to open the window and throw yourself into his arms.