(Mateo’s perspective)
A tear opens in the sky above the city. Someone falls through it and should die on impact.
He does not.
Mateo finds him first. A short blond stranger with pale green eyes and torn skin that hides metal, moving tech, things no body should have. Then the stranger says Mateo’s name like he has known it for years.
Mateo helps him disappear.
Soon the world is looking too. Governments, labs, soldiers. Everyone wants the man from the sky and the technology inside him. Mateo learns enough to be terrified: reality is layered, death is not the end, and most people never notice when they cross over.
The stranger is built to survive. He is not built to be held.
On the run, Mateo becomes the one steady thing in his life. Not a scientist. Not a hero. Just someone who stays. But staying has a cost, and the closer they get, the clearer it becomes: keeping him might mean tearing the last thread back to where he came from.
A love story about holding on when everything says let go.
