"Sometimes the heart sees what is invisible to the eye."
- H. Jackson Brown, Jr.

He was famous.
I was a nobody.
Lui Calibre?
Go up to someone, I dare you, and ask who he was.
Everyone knew Lui.
Shrieking fangirls would go on and on about him, saying how hot he was, which, I could agree, the man was very attractive.
And for me?
If you asked who David Norman was, nobody would know.
I was another face, another guy in the crowd. I didn't stand out in any way, I was plain.
The only thing that acknowledged my existence was my dog, and that was probably only because he was hungry.
However, everyone knew about Calibre's existence.
He was one of the best YouTubers and streamers in the world.
I know this because I was a fan, and I would go to every single place that he would travel to, and I saw him dozens of times, he was always standing out to me.
I remembered him by voice, face, and of course, by name.
I worked at one of his favorite restaurants in San Diego, his hometown.
Every first Sunday of each month, he would come to Maria's with his mother, and I would sometimes be his server.
I would smile and shake his hand and then his mom's. I'd move out of the way of any fanboys or fangirls that would be squealing to get his autograph, and then I'd take his order.
He always ordered the same thing.
I'd memorized it perfectly by now, and everytime he'd say it to me, I'd silently mouth the words in my head.
A Maria's Mania burger without cheese and pickles, potato wedges, and a Dr. Pepper.
His mother always wanted the Chicken-Cheese-Marinara with some onion rings and a salad. She'd order sweet tea with a lemon wedge.
For desert, he would always order either a Oreo Milkshake or a Peanut Butter Cup one. She'd get orange sherbet.
He'd ask my name, and I'd tell him it everytime.
He never remembered me.
I wasn't surprised.
Why did he have to remember my name anyway, right?
On the days where I would also wash his table, he would stand up with his mother taking his arm.
What a gentleman.
He would mumble nice things to her, like how her new haircut suited her nicely or how nice her shirt looked with that new jacket.
He'd laugh with her, sharing jokes back and forth about the family, and while I was scrubbing cups from the table next to them, I would listen and silently laugh along with them.
But when he left, he smiled politely and ducked out quickly, and as I began scrubbing the table, I would have at him.
He wouldn't wake back, he wouldn't ever see me even waving in the first place.
Sometimes the cashier, Alissa, would talk to me after work, and we'd sit with our burgers until everyone left.
We'd lock up the place and go home.
I'd come home and settle down in my comfortable chair and turn on my phone.
I'd watch YouTube some nights.
I like Jacksepticeye and Markiplier, but I also adored VanossGaming and LuiCalibre.
They made me laugh and smile, just what I needed.
I was very lonely.
I used to live with Aindreas, but I moved out and saved up for a house with my girlfriend, Melissa.
She moved out and left after we broke up about four months ago, and I never really tried for another relationship since.
Since I was single, I could leave and go to whatever panel that Lui would be located at, and I could come home at whatever time I wanted without being yelled at.
I could also do my job without being criticised too harshly.
My house was quiet and empty.

Lui POV:

It's that cute employee again, I'd say in my head everytime.
My eyes avoided his at all costs.
When he turned around again, that's when my eyes would wonder.
I was lucky that this was my Mom's favorite restaurant, or I wouldn't have actually noticed the man.
I saw him at almost every one of my panels, and the fact that he didn't start talking to me bugging me.
Everyone had something to say to me, not one person would be that quiet to me, especially not a fan.
I'm usually pretty important, not to brag.
But something about this man confused yet attracted me, so I was bound to talk to him at some point.
I saw him a lot, so every time I ask for his name, it's to make sure that I'm not insane.
And it's always him, every single time.
I smile at him, but I don't tell him I notice.
He was so sweet and pretty.
Is it bad I thought that about him?
That he was pretty?
Beautiful sounded... So cheesy.
He wasn't elegant, he was clumsy. That's what I liked about him.
He joked around with his friends at work.
This man drew me in for several reasons, but I tried not to make my love for him visible.
He was the only one who stood out, the only one who caught my eye in the crowd, regardless of how normal and regular he looked to other people.
I later on found out his name and repeated it in my head daily, listening to its nice chime.
David, David, David.

David POV:

I eventually quit my job and became a teacher, because I loved kids.
I still went to all Calibre's panels.
He still didn't recognize me.
He asked for my name, signed my pass, and then continued on without a second glance.
I wished he remembered me.
He would know how big of a fan I was, maybe he'd be my friend.
We could play games together ourselves.
I sighed and left the PAX panel.
If only he knew how much I loved him and owed him.

Lui POV:

My house was loud and chaotic.
It was never quiet.
And it was never comfortable.
It was full, yet so empty.
My sister and her kids used to live with me, and they were always all over the place.
They soon moved out, just in time for my brother and his girlfriend to move in.
They always fought, so it was still loud.
But they were gone this week.

It was a Tuesday night that my sister, Fiona, texted me that she needed a babysitter.

She was traveling to see our father, who lived a couple of states away, and wouldn't have enough room for the kids to spend the night with them.

Regardless of me not liking kids that much, I decided to step up and be a good uncle.
I hadn't seen my nieces or nephew for quite some time now; it hadn't been until late August and now it was early December.

I got up off of my couch and drove to Fiona's, dodging giant snow piles in the road.

It didn't snow much here, but it still piled up in some places because the plow driver was a lousy one.

I walked up to the door and knocked three times.
My sister soon opened the door with a slight grin.

"Hey, Lui." She smiled and hugged me.

"Hey, Fi. Tell dad I said hi." I nodded.

She laughed. "Of course. I love you, little bro. Be good."

She turned around and looked at the kids.

"Renier, Julie, Courtney, and Lillian. You four be good, do you hear me?" She asked.

The kids nodded and she kissed each one on the cheek.

"Need any help packing, sis?" I asked.

She shook her head.
"The bags are already in the car." She grinned and kissed my cheek.

"Bye guys, I won't be gone for long. I love you all. Be good. Especially you, Julie."
They all giggled at their sister and Julie blew her mother a kiss.

"Call me if anything goes wrong." Fiona smiled and ducked out of the house.

The kids jumped up right when their mother left.
Renier was pushed off the couch, Courtney ran into a lamp, and Julie and Lillian were pulling out a board game out of the closet.
The board game, Monopoly, fell to the ground and spilt all over the place, cards, fake money, and dice flying all over the bottom of the living room.

"Mommy told us not to play that." Courtney said.

I shushed her.
It would keep them busy, what harm could a board game do?

It was all fun and quiet. That was, until Renier started eating the plastic pieces.

"Renier!" Lillian yelled. "You just ate my hotel!! I was earning money off that!"

He giggled and started gulping up several other pieces.

"Oh my God, Ren!" Courtney yelled.

Slurp. Bye hotel on Marvin Gardens. Gulp. Adios, houses on Park Place.

I ran over quickly and scooped the small boy up. He growled at me.
I sighed.
Should I take him to the hospital? He seemed pretty okay...

I sighed. My sister is gonna kill me.
"That's why we can't play Monopoly anymore." Julie sighed.

I dialed my sister's number.

She answered after the second ring.

"Lui?" She asked.
"Hey, uhh, Renier ate some of a board game." I sighed.
She groaned. "Which one?"
"Monopoly." I said.
She sighed. "He'll be fine. He just can't eat The Game Of Life. I think they made the little cars out of some weird plastic, because he'll eat it, but everytime he goes to use the bathr-"
"Ewww. God, Fiona. That's gross." I laughed.
She laughed, too. "Just saying."
"So he'll be fine?" I asked again.
"Yeah. It'll go right through him, just like eggs." She said.
"Eww. Well, bye sis." I said.

"Bye Lui."

She hung up and I sighed, looking at Renier.

"You're a lucky boy." I said.

He just burped.

I eventually put the kids to bed, and then I fell asleep on the couch.

Wednesday morning, they woke me up at five in the morning.
School.
Fuck.

"UNCLE LUI!" Julie had screamed, throwing a hot wheel at my face.

I groaned and rolled over, a kid jumping on top of me.

"LUI! LUI! LUI!"
It was Renier.

OH MY GOD, THESE FUCKING KIDS.

I rolled back over and stood up, picking Renier off the couch and setting him down.

"Guys, get ready for school. Where's Lillian and Courtney?" I sighed.

"Lillian won't wake up and Courtney is-" Julie began.

"I am here, sir." Courtney said, straightening her glasses and putting her brown hair into pig tails.

"You're already ready?" I asked.

She nodded.

"I get up at four thirty, get ready, do the dishes, make the bed, and then I try to wake them up." She grinned.

"Wow. Good job." I smiled and patted her on the head.
She grinned.

"Lillian's awake." Renier said, Lillian walking into the living room, covered in a big blanket.
She yawned.

"Uncle Lui. Can you do my hair?" She asked.

I sighed. "Come here, hon."

I braided her hair and put it into a round rubber band thingie, and then I sent her off.

I was driving the kids to school when I got a call. I pulled over into a parking space at a post office to answer the phone.
It was Fiona.

"Hey, Fi." I answered.

All the kids started screaming, "mommy, mommy!", until she quieted them all with the promise of ice cream when she gets home.

"Hey Lui. There's a parent-teaching meeting today that I forgot to tell you about." She sighed.

"Oh, okay. I'll remember that." I said.

"Okay, thanks, Lui. Love you." She said.

"I love you, too, Fi. Goodbye." I said, hanging up.

I continued driving the kids to school.

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Before long, the school day was over. It was 3 whenever I woke up to the kids running into he house and the sound of the bus driving away.

Shit, I had fell asleep. That's why I didn't pick them up.

"You guys rode the bus home?" I asked them.

Renier nodded.

"We could've rode it this morning, too, but we didn't wanna tell you, so we let you drive us." He smiled.
I sighed.

"Okay."
Then they ran back into their rooms.

"Everyone get ready!" I soon called out at 5:30.
"Parent teacher meetings, and I'm taking you guys to Arlan to watch you all. Put on some nice clothes." I said.

They all got dressed and piled into the van.
"I need you kids to be good for Droidd, I mean- Arlan, okay? He needs to see a good first impression. Plus he's my friend, so treat him nicely." I told all of them while I was driving to his house.
They all nodded and sat surprisingly quiet in the back.

I dropped the kids off, with one more lecture about being good, and drove to the school.

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I had still worn the sweatpants I'd slept all day in.
I also wore a plain black V-necked shirt with my Sketchers.
I looked like a mess, but I had a reason to. I was taking care of children.
At least, I thought that was reason enough.

I pulled into the school parking lot and parked relatively close to the school.
A lot of kids' parents have later working jobs, and that would cause them to come around closer to the time that it was ending.

I got out of the car and walked up to the doors and opened them, hearing a pleasant dinging sound and then seeing parents gathered beside the main office.
I walked inside and then looked at the sign above the office: SIGN IN HERE.

Only three parents were ahead of me, so I waited for them, and I signed in soon after.
I put "uncle" in the relationship slot next to the kids' names.

I picked up a list that had children's names and what class they're in.

Mrs. Martin, Mr. Jonas, Mrs. Trent, and Mr. Norman.

I'd first speak for Renier, then Lillian, Courtney, and finally, Julie. Then I'd be done for the day and I could pick them back up, put them to bed, and go back to sleep.
Regardless of sleeping all day today, I was still really tired.
I wasn't fit to be a parent.

I walked to the classrooms.
Mrs. Martin was a middle-aged lady, obsessed with yarn. She had crocheted pictures hanging from her walls and various scarfs hanging from her neck.

Mr. Jonas was an older man, small and hunched over in his chair, always pushing up his glasses. He loved Garfield and small kids. He had a very flamboyant, rough voice.

Mrs. Trent was a young girl, barely the age of 24.
She wore a short black skirt, a blue blouse, with a flower crown atop her head with red glasses. She had her long hair in a brunette braid.

Finally, there was one teacher left to see.
Mr. Norman.

I walked slowly through the hallways.
I thought that name sounded... familiar.

I walked into classroom 306, the one that the paper had said he was located at.
And sure enough, there he was.

David POV:

I had just got done with talking to Jamie Carlos' parents whenever he had appeared at the doorframe of my classroom.
The most famous, beautiful man alive.
Lui Calibre.
My mouth was frozen, half-way open. I must've looked like an imbecile.
I'd finally have a chance to sit down and talk for like, thirty minutes with Lui Calibre?
What? Why is he even here? He doesn't have kids, does he?
Or maybe he does, and my childish crush on him was useless and meaningless.

I paused in the middle of the desks, looking at him. He looked back at me. This seemed to go on forever, but it was only seconds. He walked into the class and held his hand out. I smiled and shook it.

"You're Lui Calibre." I smiled.

He nodded. "And you're... Mr. Norman." He laughed.

The smile on my mouth almost faded. He didn't remember who I was.
Why would he though? Why was I so obsessed with him when I knew he'd never feel that way about me?
I nodded and led him to the conference room in the back of the class.
This room was here in case parents and teachers had to talk about more "serious" manners.
Which, made no sense, because nothing was top secret or anything.
All teachers were required to use it since last April.
I opened the door, and he stepped inside, and I pulled the door closed behind me.

He smiled and sat down in one of the chairs at a five-chaired yellow table. The chairs were made out of rough wood, and I'd got splinters because of them many times, but the table was fairly smooth and sleek.

I sat down in a chair across from Lui.

"So, you remember my name?" Lui randomly said.
I looked up.
"Of course I do. You're the most amazing person in the world." I laughed, nervously.

He tilted an eyebrow and grinned slyly.
"How so?"

"You gave my life meaning and joy, Calibre. You made me happy when I needed it the most." I said.
He smirked.

"It's about time you said that, you know, David."

I almost gasped.

"You know my name?" I asked.
He nodded.

"How could I not remember? I repeat it in my head all the time, it has a nice ring to it, you know." He teased and smirked again.

I laughed.

"If only you knew how important you are to me, Calibre. While I was suffering, when the depression hit hard, your voice was there, laughing at the most ridiculous things, even you talking to an inanimate object could entertain me." I said.
He smiled.

"You know, David, I saw you at every one of my panels, and I knew it would always be you. Regardless, I knew your name. But I felt like you didn't know mine. I felt important to everyone surrounding me, but your face would rarely phase near me, it was like you weren't as exited. I soon felt... I don't know...determined to get you to love me. I started loving you, I started wanting you. Every time, you were there. It was like you were my boyfriend." Lui said to me.

I grinned. "I've always loved you, I'm very obsessed. You're, uhh... let's just say, the man of my dreams. I'm so thankful..."

He shook his head. "No, I'm grateful for you, You gave me a goal, David. You made me appreciate life, you made me understand what determination and hope is." He smiled.

I can't believe this is happening. This is extraordinary. I stood up for some reason.

"Thank you so much." I said.

He laughed and stood up beside me.

The next thing I know, he'd had his hands up my shirt, pushing me onto the table, and my legs had wrapped gladly around his waist.

"We look at the same stars and see different things." - George R.R. Martin
"Everyone has two eyes, but not all of uss see the same view."
"It's not what you look at that matters, it's what you see."
"Strength lies in differences, not similarities."
"What is behind your eyes holds more power than what is in front of them."

Daithi POV:

He was famous.

I was a nobody.

Lui POV:

He was everything.

I was nothing.

Both:

He completed me.