There was something about the way he....

There was something about the way he...looked at me. There was so much intensity in those grey eyes, eyes the color of a promising storm and that hinted at his well-controlled emotions. I am not one to trust easily, yet there was something in those eyes that looked upon me with an unusual protective quality that reassured me I could trust him. I was not wrong. They say the eyes are the windows to the soul; his eyes were of someone that has soon too much. Thus I saw a hard, noble, protective, and strong heart. Again, I was not wrong. But what truly baffled me was that there was also compassion and understanding etched deep inside him. Never would I have imagined such qualities in a boy with eyes like that.