TO THE LEFT UNSEEN

To The Left Unseen, Wolfgang

Wolfgang is one of my dad's friend's sons, and just like Cedric, he's another sporty guy with a touch of musical talent. In fact, he's one of the well-known cellists in the duchy, adding another extraordinary character to the tapestry of my life. Wolfgang has that striking jawline, black hair that contrasts beautifully with his jade eyes, a soft smirk that can make hearts skip a beat, and he's tall and distinctly Caucasian. If you were to put money on the table, you'd find many ladies around the duchy vying for his attention, hoping to be courted by him. But despite his allure, I've always felt like I wasn't on his 'significant other' spectrum or frequency.

We talk a lot and exchange notes, especially since he knows I'm deeply into art. I believe he's a year or two older than my brother, Lucian, which makes him feel like an older, wiser presence in my life. Wolfgang is incredibly easy to talk to, and he has this unique ability to create a safe space where you can be yourself. He's not just someone I have a crush on; he's a role model and someone I genuinely look up to. His kindness, talent, and the way he carries himself make him stand out in a crowd.

However, the last thing I remember about Wolfgang is his family disappearing after a tragic accident. Since then, I haven't heard from him, and his absence has left a noticeable void. There are still rumors swirling around about what happened to him and his family, but I refuse to believe any of them until I see evidence with my own eyes. Despite the passage of time, I hold on to the hope that one day I'll see him again and that the rumors will be put to rest. Until then, I cherish the memories we shared and the impact he had on my life, even if it feels like a distant dream now.