*DISCONTINUED Vincent Knight was the mask of complete insanity marked in the deepest oceans of anguish. They contoured the word psychopath on his pale, canvas skin as if it belonged there. He had the grin of a mad man and the fists of the insane, putting people in pain and he didn't even realize. He didn't realize the pain he caused. He didn't realize his grey eyes were the ones filled with real insanity. You could see the madness in his eyes, but if you look a little closer, you can see the hurt that hides behind pills and beer bottles.

Matches: Why We Burned Out // SHORT STORY (20 CHAPTERS) // QUICK UPDATES He lights another match and waits for it to burn down a little. "This is the perfect match. It's doing great, right? Burning and stuff. It's wonderful. But even the perfect match," he waits for the fire to consume the wood completely and disappear into ashes, "has to burn out. I think that works with people too. There's always going to be one day where things just stop functioning, and there's nothing we can do about it. And it's nobody's fault but time's. We were the perfect match. We didn't have the perfect timing." WARNING: THIS IS A VERY SAD STORY. LIKE, INSANELY SAD.

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Gold is an extremely popular boyband consisting of three gorgeous young men; Rian, Luke, and Noah. When they choose to attend the private academy Oakwood, most of the students are besides themselves with excitement. Then there's Iris. She likes the band, sure. But she's not as starstruck as some of the others. Having a famous brother will do that to you. Which is why Gold takes notice of her and why she's suddenly entangled in their shenanigans... and in some cases, their love lives.