PROLOGUE

I was twelve years old when I was diagnosed with an Unkown phobia called "Autophobia" a fear of being alone yes a bizarre disease such as this really exists. I still remembered the first time I encounter it when I was eight years old. My mother does need to go in her work so she doesn't have any choice but to leave me alone in our house, it wasn't the first time she left me by myself but I don't know what happened, my body starts releasing a heavy sweat, my heart begins to palpitate which made me unconscious and the moment I woke up, I was lying in a hospital bed like a lifeless person who couldn't even move a single finger. I can still picture in my mind my mother's worrying face while I was lying in bed and it was so painful to see my mother like that. The doctor came into my room and talk to my mother, the doctor gives instructions to my mom and my mom did what the doctor said. All the symptoms are in me so the doctor diagnosed me with Autophobia. It might be a disease for a rich people but it wasn't suitable for me because we are not rich, we are just an average individual living peacefully. After that my mother never left me alone, sometimes I was with my mom's friends and sometimes at my grandmother's place.

I'm turning 20 this April 10 and my disease rarely triggers since I was in a good environment with my wondermom! The last time it got triggered is when I was 15 I think, I couldn't remember very well cause the doctor advised me to forget it, so it won't affect my emotional and mental health.

Today is April 8. two days before my birthday and I am with my friend hanging out with them at an amusement park. My friends were planning to ride on a roller coaster, they invited me but of course, I refused cause I was tired, they didn't force me to go with them so I went to grab something to eat cause my stomach was quite starving. I am walking in my way at the food hub when suddenly my eyes sight a stunning man with oceanic eye color walking alone in the crowded place, there were hundreds of people but this man caught my attention, I was going to approach him but I feel like I rubbish man compared to him so I didn't and let him vanish from my eyesight. But while The Man was slowly fading away, I felt a slight hint of pain and regret in my heart. "Will, I ever meet him again?" I asked myself and that question never disappeared in my mind cause some part of myself was hoping to see him once again. I went home with an unanswered question, my mind going crazy over a man who I just met and the man who doesn't even know me.