Dear Diary,

Today I saw a boy and I wondered if he noticed me. He took my breath away.

If you've ever had to move someplace alone, you know that the beginning is scary. Wandering through Castanet left me thoroughly lost and confused, especially near the mines.

While walking away from that district, a loud crack of wood hit my ears, and I looked over to see a boy with cerulean blue hair. His shirt was tied around his waist while he chopped the wood laid around him. He seemed to be about my age.

I kept walking, passing the boy, and tried to make myself breathe calmly again.