He's weird. Nobody communicates with him. He has an excellent memory. He walks around like a ghost.

That's what they say.

He's a student at Boston University, where everyone avoids calling him Elf because of the Quenya tattoo on his neck. And also because he's a weirdo. Looks strange, speaks strangely, behaves strangely, changes hair color with the advent of the new season. He spends half the night outside.

Only one person dislikes his nickname. To a student of the Faculty of History, who has been continuously watching him for almost two years and walking on his heels at night, thinking that he remains unnoticed.

“Everything will pass. And you? Ask me what I am and leave too.”