I want to know what it would be like to gaze into someone's eyes and slowly find yourself getting lost in them; to look at them and slowly fall in love the way snowflakes fall— one by one, and cover the whole world with a white blanket— to look at them and wonder how you missed
[WP] You have a super power in a world where secret identities are highly important. The problem is that your power doesn't just identify others; it also helps your life in so many tiny ways that are difficult to hide. Like your inventory.