The sun shines behind him, yet nothing could ever glow as bright as him. His features are dark but beautiful, like a fear that can be terribly charming. Dark black hair shades his eyes that I’ve memorised, silver-blue eyes with flicks of green across the iris. Dimples sit on each side of his heart-racing smile I’ve experience countless times. But no smile could compare to the day we met. Fireworks explode as his eyes reach mine. His lips curl like a wave breaking on the shore, their beauty so effortless it could be easily missed. But I never do.