LEMNISCATE

lem•nis•cate
/lɛmˈnɪskət/
noun

infinity symbol

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Han had always been an unusual boy, more introverted than the very definition. During elementary school, he never played with anyone during recess or sat very close to anyone at lunch.

'He's a freak,' They would whisper, glancing at him as though he would not be able to notice. He noticed far more than they realized. 'I mean, he's gotta be! Why else would anyone be so alone all the time? Weirdo.'

He never thought anything of it, school was merely a seven hours of the twenty-four, leaving eighteen more for him to share with his sister. Although she was four years older than him, they were incredibly close. They'd always been much closer than Han could ever describe. And he's not quite sure when it started.

Perhaps from the very moment he had been born, a tiny, pale baby, being cradled in her thin arms. Or, what was more ideal, perhaps it had started when he was four years old. The memory is stamped on his brain, the ink of it never fading, of him being four years old, and Jia being eight, her nimble fingers laying on top of his stubby ones. Or, when he was ten.

These little lessons from his sister, the best music instructor he could ask or wish for, were enough. Enough to allow him not to be bothered as he shifted into middle school, and hormonal teenagers became more aggressive than the harmless whispers. Enough to allow him to make it to high school, where people grew even worser.

But then, his world came crashing down, she came crashing down. And was gone. She'd told him to find someone to talk to, to make him happy. That was when he found Paras, a person that sparked his timid curiosity. And along with him, someone who lurked in his mind forever after the first glance...

Alicia Vargas.

There was something about her. Something that clicked in his mind and stuck there, like the symbol on his wrist. A lemniscate.