He is the day. She is the night. He lived for misty mornings. She lived for crazy midnights. He was the sun. She was the moon. They were opposite souls. Yet both waited impatiently for the rare days when they might coexist peacefully. •~•~• I, Irene Montana have witnessed things many have not. I can't tell you much since it will ruin my story but just know I'm not a normal girl. I haven't done normal things.. Well ever since I met him I haven't.. I used to wander the halls searching for my friends now I wander the halls searching for those beautiful blue eyes I've grown so used to. But oh how much pain those eyes hold...