Nate was your typical punk. Piercings, tattoos, bad attitude. Everything he wore was black. Sure, he was doing good in school, only because he wanted to get good grades and pass. So he could simply be what he wanted. Bold, bad. He was also a singer. A famous one as well. He didn't mess around. If somebody wanted a fight, oh, he'd fight them. He was like a fierce predator hunting their prey. Attacked his prey at random. Always won. Matt was a sweet, pastel baby. He always wore feminine clothing. He was a cross dresser after all. He had a big crush on Nate. Didn't everybody? His tattoos, his jawline, his upper abdomen, lower abdomen, his muscles, his face, his voice, everything about Nate was perfect. Even if he was the baddest kid at school, Matt still loved him. Nate loved Matt too. But he had to keep it a secret.
I'm Nate.
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Random"Now maybe I can't make you mine So I'll enjoy our time." PLEASE, DON'T STEAL MY SCENARIOS, I KNOW WHEN ONE IS STOLEN!