The first time I saw him, he was lying on the edge of the iron-gray bed with his upper body naked, his slender white hands supporting his chin, and his round eyes reflecting the vast blue sea. The blue-green waves are sparkling, clear and moving, and when you delve deeper, it feels like the calmest depth.
He blinked his eyelashes and stared at me, and for a moment I seemed to see the stars reflected in the sky.
Until a long time later, I sat on the cold steel bed and stared out at the dark blue night net through the narrow square hole in the cement wall. What I recalled was still the bright starry sky in his eyes when we first met.