I was 10 years old when he first came into my life.
Father had come home for once, bringing home a guest as well.
"Senri, this is your father's…work friend. His name is Ichiru."
Ichiru was young compared to my father. Then again, I was always told how my father was also young, being a company president or something at 30. Ichiru had beautiful amethyst eyes, shimmering snow white hair that kissed the nape of his neck and softness to him that made me believe he was a fairy prince brought to life from my story books.
"Hello there, little one." He spoke to me.
I looked away, flushed, and resorted to hiding behind my father. I stole glances at him from behind my father's legs. He was just too much for me.
"Senri!"
Father's voice made me flinch.
"Ah~ It seems you're not too good with adults yet. But that's okay."
He gave me a warm smile.
"I hope we can be friends, Sen-tan."
He gave me a small pat on the head, and with that left. My eyes were fixated on him as he left.
I think my biggest regret then, was not telling him:
"Please come see me again."