I knew he was special the first time I saw him.
Not the kind of, He's-So-Cute-I-Can't-Stop-Thinking-About-Him kind of special, either, because I never really thought about it until it was just him and me, and I saw him.
He was attractive, of course, that can't be denied. But that wasn't what drew me to him.
It wasn't exactly his personality, either. Honestly, he was quite the immature little prat. He was, however, unintentionally and unexpectedly knowledgeable. Not exactly book smart, though he did well in class, but… wise. He didn't know the answers to all the questions, but he gave advice like no other. He was bloody brilliant.
He was a joker, a prankster, and smooth talker.
But, he was also a leader, a hard worker, and a man that demanded respect.
He was the kind of person that could conquer the world.
And that was at age eleven.