There's this boy. His name is Isaac. He used to go to a support group for teens with cancer (which he did not enjoy) way back when he was around 16-17 years old (which wasn't THAT long ago, but you get the point). Basically all you need to know is he had eye cancer and they had to remove both his eyes, so he's blind.

Recently his doctors were able to get him some of those fancy robot eyes he's been wishing for (though they probably can't actually see through girls' shirts) and he's on his way to surgery now.

His friend Hazel wants to be one of the first people he sees after his family. They've been friends since the aforementioned support group and he helped her through so many problems, and so she just wants to be able to thank him properly.

The surgery goes well; he has to have bandages over his eyes that are gradually taken off so he can adjust to the light difference, but just 4 days after the surgery they're ready to take off his last bandage.

"I'm not ready." He whispers a few minutes before the doctors come in.

Hazel takes his hand, "You can do this Isaac. You're strong." They both laugh, "Sorry for the cliché, I had to."

The doctors came in and Hazel backed off.

"I'm ready."

The bandages were pulled off.

"Mom…" His mom was in tears and he was quite close himself, hugging her close and smiling weakly.

She backed off and Hazel stepped into view. Isaac gasped. "What?" Hazel asked, confused.

"You were right, all that time ago. What you said after my surgery." He bit his lip, near tears.

"What did I say?" Hazel was 75% sure she knew what he was referring to, but wanted him to say it.

"You said you'd gotten really hot since I went blind…" There was an awkward silence as his mom dragged his brother to the food court saying "Let's go get food Graham!"

"Really?" Hazel asked, smiling.

"Yeah. Sorry for saying that in front of my mom but seriously. Where's the old college girl Hazel?" he asked with a grin.

"She left about 4 months after your surgery." Hazel replied.

"Well I can't say I miss her too much."

"Isaac!"

"What? I can see again, I think I'm allowed to call whoever I want hot." Isaac crossed his arms.

Hazel sighed, "Yeah. Well anyway, what's it like to see again?"

"Amazing! The colors are sharper and brighter and just much better than before."

"I'm so glad you had this opportunity."

"Me too. Thank you for being here Hazel."

"I'm here to thank you, actually. But you're welcome."