ABSTRACT
I felt met Rakel when she was nine and we were both boarders at the Joğvaran. And even at that age, I warmed up to her that wherever she went, I found some way to follow. For a long time, Rakel had no idea how I felt about her. The love I felt for her was genuinely platonic. I kept my feelings to myself, thinking that no one knew, that the world was blind.
