It had only been a few weeks since they met, he was an unfortunate person to suffer several burns, she was the girl who burned him.
The flames from her hands would touch his skin as the smell of burning flesh would flow through their sinuses. It was never intentional, but an unfortunate accident.
He was afraid, afraid to get near her, afraid to be seen by her, afraid of getting burned again, but most importantly, he was afraid of her feelings.
He knew that she wouldn't feel for him the same way he felt about her, but he had to watch her, he has to see her face, for this was the girl he would dream about at night, the girl he would cry for when he needed to.
But this girl was not the girl he was dreaming about.
He would stand there from a far distance, watching as this girl would cuddle up to another showing the love and affection that he always wanted but was too afraid to act.
He smiled, but only for a brief moment. Seeing what he wanted to see he looked the other way, only to find his younger sister looking at him; her hair blowing in the wind with an unmistakable innocent look on her face.
"Nino?" he would ask.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
"I am watching them, they remind me of something I once used to seek"
Nino walks closer to him, giving him a short look of glimmer before grabbing his right arm and wrapping herself around it.
He can only look at her and give a smile; it had been awhile since they had some quality bonding time.
She looked up at him only to speak, "You're not jealous are you?".
He paused for a moment giving her an almost blank stare, his pupils dilated as he pondered the question. He looked back over to the girl and the guy, seeing them huddling together and looking at the stars. He turned his head back towards the 13 year old girl,
"No, I am not jealous. I can see this here as proof that what I want can be achieved, she obviously has feelings for me just as I have feelings for her and I find it very difficult to be jealous of myself".
The young girl smiled at him and let him go, "As long as you're sure... I know that she is as well", the young girl walked back towards her bed and laid down.
He looked back again to the others.
Closing his eyes, he thought to himself 'Someday I will overcome my fear, someday I will come to you and someday I will feel you between my arms. But until that day comes, I am thankful to have the Alternative girl to the girl of my dreams".