She was the spark he had always needed in his life, but was he? She completed him in a way no other could. He knew it, and for her, he could do anything. And he did not want anything in return, not even love. He just hoped that she would smile forever, that nothing in her life would ever be wrong, that he would be lucky enough to have her grief to himself, so that she would never have to face it. He thought about telling her how he felt, but a lot stood in the way. He was ordinary, just another someone, not good enough for the fairy who had brought magic into his life. The fairy needed a prince, and she would find one, one day. His friends asked him to tell her, kept telling him he had no guts, that he was a loser. For her happiness, he was ready to be that.