The world has always been the same.

Everyone looking past each other. Never looking for the one they need.

Our world is just silhouettes. No one can ever see the details.

Details that make them who they are.

They lost that.

Except me.

I always felt different.

Of course, people were the same. They never saw me. Just like always.

I always saw them. I saw their details.

I saw how beautiful they were... but they would never know that.

The same black and white color, but I saw the details.

Then, I saw her.

She was different.

She smiled, unlike all the other's blank faces.

I saw her details. She was amazing.

Then, she saw me.

Everything changed.