Stars never fail to fascinate him. They bring back beautiful memories of his mother, one who was claimed by the stars. Ever since that, he felt so empty and broken inside. He barely had any energy nor any will to whisper a simple hello to anyone, let alone face the endless sea of humans around him. So he left. He left for his hometown, where his momma and papa brought him up, near the northern lights. The lights that his beautiful momma was named after. Aurora. Aurora Borealis. The brilliant light that never fails to shine every time. As broken as he is, he would never forget his momma's words, "One day my little stargazer, a star itself will come to you and that star will shine for you till the end of time, just like how I did for your papa. And now my star-hunter is gone, I believe it's my time now, my beloved stargazer". She kissed his cheek and she smiled as she leaned her tired body back into the pillows, gave a content sigh, and closed her eyes. And so his life in seclusion, but with peace, began. Until one day he was out stargazing, his camera cover fell from his hands. As he bent down to pick it up, he saw a hand passing it to him. He looked up, and that was when he knew, he found his star.