Benjamin and Tia

You love to travel, that's obvious. You have a website, social media, and a book to talk about them. You share your experiences with 3,000 people who follow your adventures, and you're happy.

This week you have finally arrived in Egypt, your most awaited destination. You have always felt that there is a thread pulling you, as Taylor Swift said, an invisible string. You've arrived at your hotel, settled in, and it's time to explore. You're guided by a tour guide and accompanied by at least 20 other people, including children and seniors.

You're entertaining yourself by recording about Egypt on your cell phone, sharing interesting facts you learned before arriving to make the beginning of the video interesting. Without realizing it, you bump into a young couple, quickly apologize, and continue recording, unaware that they seem transfixed by your alluring scent.

When the whole group sits down to rest and eat something, you try to find your wallet and realize you've lost it. Before you can panic, the same couple approaches you, smiling. The guy kneels beside you, looking at you as if you were his most precious new treasure.

"I'm Benjamin," the boy with red eyes and pale skin whispers, taking your hand and doing a wind trick, to which you laugh, both uncomfortable and surprised.

The girl smiles and hands you your wallet. "You dropped it. I'm Tia." She brushes your fingers on purpose when you take the wallet.