He has clear eyes. A pure heart. A look that can penetrate the soul. Exposed to domestic violence in his childhood, he grew up to be an introverted but stubborn child. Despite temptations and mistakes time and time again, he always believed that he could find the most beautiful emotions in the world, and always believed that there were people in the world who dared to believe like him. At some fateful moment, he met him. Life is spent in constant encounters, falling in love, and missing each other. Is all this destined or an impromptu performance? I have thought about it more than once, if I could have persisted a little longer, if I could have never let go, what would have happened today. But there are no ifs in the world. When life lifts the curtain, we find that what we see has always been a stage.