"Chris" That's my name. Since my corneal transplant, I have had recurring dreams about someone. But when I wake up I don't recall who it is. Yet... a pair of eyes I see in my dreams continue to nag at me. So, to make sure I don't forget those eyes, I sketch them and stare at them constantly. And one day... as my mother was watching sports news, a nasal tone of voice drew my attention to the television. At that moment, I met "Aontakarn," a woman with the exact same pair of eyes that I sketched. My heart races uncontrollably when I look into that pair of eyes. I dig up everything I can find out about that woman and become her secret fan. I wrote her letters with the opening, 'Dear you... who is loved' and ended the letter with an alias, "APPLE." That's my story... Are you interested yet? Read it. It's a love story about the love a woman has for another woman. This is my story.