Ellis. I feel him. Before I even lay eyes on him, I sense him. The air in the room seems charged, my awareness of him heightened, but he is a stranger to me. Unfamiliar, yet familiar. Unknown, yet known. And something inside me says, "Hello, I've been waiting for you." Macsen. I see him. I've seen him a hundred times before and I know this will not be the last, but each time I do, I feel it. That invisible tether. I remember him. His eyes lock with mine and then move away too quickly. I am nothing more than a stranger, another face in the crowd. While he is my favourite hello, and my hardest goodbye. *An epic, gay love story.