About the book: year / Time. Is it still worth remembering about him? From now on, events and people pass by in an endless series. I am like a weed growing on the side of the road and out of time. Even hot blood cannot melt the ice inside me. Cold. I thought I was used to it. Until the very evening when I met you. Who are you to me? Only next to you do I become truly alive. But... I'm only allowed to watch from afar. Admire your smile. And know that one day the moment will come when I have to let you go...