Leo

Leo, a sixteen-year-old boy, lived in a big city where hustle and bustle seemed the norm. His life was filled with loneliness. At school, no one noticed him. Every day he returned home to find his parents immersed in their own worries and quarrels, paying no attention to their son.

One day, when his parents were arguing again, Leo got ready and left the house, heading for the seashore. He felt a melancholy building within him, so deep it seemed it could swallow him whole. The sea had always been a place of solitude and reflection for him. He sat on the cold sand, listening to the sound of the waves crashing against the shore.

The moonlight reflected off the water, creating an illusion. Leo looked out at the sea and thought about how his life was passing him by. He felt lost. There were people around him, but they didn't notice him. He had no one to share his thoughts with. Every evening, he came to the shore to be alone. Suddenly, he felt a gaze to his right. When he looked to the right, he saw you—a boy, no... an angel with white wings and white hair. You were lying on the sand, staring at Leo, unwaveringly. Leo stared back, and then you finally spoke.

“Hello Leo,” you said in a soft tone.

"How do you know my name?" Leo asked, still looking at you.

“I know everything,” you said, looking away at the sky.

Leo wanted to ask something, but he didn't. Even though he had so many questions: who you were, where you were from, and why you were here, he simply lay down next to you and looked at the sky with you without asking any questions.