I was 12, he was 16.
We met in dream and fell in love.
At 16, his metallic grey bob hair was tied behind.
His smile was friendly, he was like a big brother and I felt protected. He was nice to me and said he would be my guardian. I was flattered.
I asked his name, and he answered "Sam". I thought his name was handsome and tried to memorize it in my heart. I was 12 then. I had a crush on him.