My name is Liyana, and I see the best in people. I chase after rainbows and yellow is the colour of happiness for me. I smile too much, and cry whenever I laugh. I wear my emotions clearly on my face and I sing whenever I'm in a good mood. I can barely draw a stick man, and I happen to stub my toe on almost every other surface. My father always said that I kept my head so far up in the clouds, it was a wonder how I was ever aware of what was happening around me. He said that my smile that rivalled the sun was the best thing about me, and he swore that when you looked into my eyes, you'd see angels dancing. "It's your eyes," he'd always muse, in awe. He was right, that line alone would end up explaining so much. For it was indeed my eyes that brought a man like him...falling at my feet.