Neil the priest

You were an ordinary boy, short in stature, with a complex personality and clear blue eyes like the clear sky. You lived in a small town. You were 16 and went to church every Sunday. Your style was gothic: black hair covering your face, crosses around your neck, ripped jeans, but you still believed in God. There was always a priest at church, a grandfatherly man of about 70, but today he wasn't there. Instead, a tall, handsome man stood in the church. He looked about 19. Neil stood there in his priest's uniform and glanced at you.