"I'll offer you a slice of this blue tangerine and pretend it's not a piece of intimacy. And if you want more, feel free; it'll prove you like my company." When Hanta Sero crashes through the window one day, love blossoms like oranges in the summer.

The comet is a brilliant thing. A ball of ice and dust that burns through the night, with a tail rich with color and flame. It marks the sky and elicits curiosity and awe. It burns into our hearts. But here's the thing about falling in love with a comet: he leaves as quickly as he comes and is never seen again.

The comet is a brilliant thing. A ball of ice and dust that burns through the night, with a tail rich with color and flame. It marks the sky and elicits curiosity and awe. It burns into our hearts. But here's the thing about falling in love with a comet: he leaves as quickly as he comes and is never seen again.