"F-Fang!" Her heart thudded in her chest as she reached over the blocked view.

To Fang, it seemed like some type of rising angel because a) she had wings and b) he was seeing her for the first time. He felt his excitement heighten. The fear and joy of seeing her made him nervous yet he anticipated it. Would Max look like she did when he daydreamed about her? Would Max be different looking? What did Max even look like? WHAT IF MAX WAS ACTUALLY A BOY?

His jaw dropped with complete and utter shock. Her shining hair gently fluttered in the wind with her hazel eyes sparkling brightly. Her wings created a giant wind with every downstroke, pushing back his hair. And so they looked at each other with fascination and awe for a period of time. Max herself could barely believe she finally got the courage to look over. Looking down, she saw a dark haired boy looking at her with an amazed expression, his dark eyes lighting up. A normal human she'd never seen until now; her only friend beyond the fence.

Thus, the two friends finally saw each others faces for the very first time in almost fifteen years.