“I wish for a lover,” Dallas says quietly to himself, staring at the meteor shower while he lies on the grass. He knows it likely won’t work, but it doesn’t hurt to try.

Ever since he was little, Dallas has always wanted a lover. Someone to love and show affection to. He’s wanted someone who could stay by him through thick and thin.

As if his prayers had been answered, he suddenly heard something from the sky. And before he knew it, he caught someone in his arms. This must be his love.