I lay on the ground motionless for a few minutes. It was the first time I hurt myself and not under the control of my inner urges. I slowly got up while groaning in pain. "I'm never doing that again," I said to myself. My body hurt. My head was spinning. And I swear I was hearing something ringing in my ears. But still, my feet moved. They kept running back to the spot where we first met. Back to that hill. I arrived at the hill, panting for air. The right side of my head was blurry and red. But I didn't let that stop me. I looked all around me, scanning everywhere around the hill looking for Lui, but I couldn't find him. Devasted, I climbed to the top of the hill, lay in the grass, and stared at the moon. My breathing was erratic. Blood was oozing out of my head. And for the first time in my life, I felt like crying. Tears were slowly building up in my eyes and in my desperation, I once again whispered his name, "Lui..." Then the tears started flowing, but didn't get the chance to continue falling. "Yeah?" a familiar voice responded to my call. I shot up from where I lay and to my surprise, there he was. Standing there, the moonlight illuminated his pale blue eyes. But almost immediately, his face turned from questioning to concern. "What happened!?" he exclaimed, quickly coming to my side. He started to examine me to locate where the blood was coming from. It was cute how frantic he was. I couldn't help but laugh out loud. "This isn't the time for laughter!" He scolded me, but I couldn't help it. For some reason, this strange boy had a way of swaying my emotions. I'm happy when I'm with him. I'm sad when he's not around. No one has ever made me feel so many emotions before. It was kind of nice.