Red eyes.
The moment I saw them, they entranced me.
I stared into the darkness and it stared back.
I should have known then, that my life was about to change.
They belonged to a figure.
A silhouette against the moon as it rose behind my neighbor's house.
I never thought to wonder, how that man got there (on The Minamino's roof), nor did I question how he managed to vanish so quickly.
In the weeks that followed I found myself distracted, always searching for those red eyes...