I looked out to the driveway from where we were parked outside Damon's huge house. It was very dark outside the street. Only the blinking lights from the party crowd gave an illuminating glow around us. I move my eyes to look around, only to pause at a certain spot from where I see a tall guy, leaning by the tree at the dark right corner of the house's yard, a little too far from the loud people partying and shouting.
The tall guy was wearing a black jacket, with white-bleached hair and fitted denim jeans. His shoulders were slouched down, gazing to the scene of the party with deep unreadable blue eyes. I watch him with utter fascination and wonder. And suddenly, the little movement of his face gave me a full view of his profile. But it also made me realized who he really was.
He's here
