you has someone they love. The lines drawn so earnestly they seemed clumsy, the warmth of a gentle hand felt from beyond the page, and above all, those glistening black eyes looking at the character. They fell in love instantly. They loved the man who created them with all their heart. Days spent thinking of him continued endlessly. Perhaps those feelings reached him, because they were granted the chance to meet him, with the limitation of just one week. Drawn hundreds, thousands of times. A smiling face, a crying face, an angry face. The person who knows them better than anyone in the world. The person they love more than anyone in the world. At last, they can meet that creator. They might even become lovers. Or so... They thought, their heart so buoyant with hope as they headed to his workplace.