I was 9 when I started dreaming of this guy. His face and other features were blurred except for his eyes. His eyes were striking gray. They say that the eyes are the mirrors to your soul and I have the talent to read other people through their eyes. And it seems to me that there is something that he is hiding or rather, he was in pain or something. Before it only happen once a month, or maybe once for every other two.

But as I grew older, my dreams became more frequent. The intensity of the pain in his eyes grew even more each passing dream. And as every dream pass, more of his figure is being exposed.

Last night, the night before I turn 16, his figure was shown, revealed. A handsome figure was upon me. His clothes were torn, and his body was a mess. Blood oozing from a lot of scratches from his body. I was right. He was in pain. But how? Why? Why I am the only one dreaming of this handsome figure? And who is he? Is he my savior from this hell-hole?