It has been awhile since I last saw him; his appearance has changed, slightly. The length of his dark brown hair has increases but he manage to work it by pulling it all to the back, making him much more attractive. Actually, the three of them are attractive.
''I missed you, sugarplum.'' He whispers near my ear.
My heart softens at the sound of his voice, he has always been a joyful soul and never once see him getting upset over something too fixable. I know how people like him has been through a lot and has felt the pain but he's strong enough to smile.