Alaris was always hidden behind a mask of silence and sorrow, someone whose face and heart were secretly wounded. In the endless nights, amidst darkness and silence, Alaris would remember someone who once was the light of their life. But love, like a cold breeze passing through what’s lost, had cast Alaris into loneliness. Every time the sound of that person’s laughter revived in their memories, Alaris’ heart ached deeper—but still, they held onto hope that one day that light would return. Despite all the pain and grief, Alaris loved—loved someone they could never touch, yet who always had a place in their heart.