"What the fuck is wrong with you, Pond?" Perth said, his voice so low that Santa could already feel chills in his back. "What? What's wrong with that? I'm genuinely curious. Something happened to both of you. Santa was in heat and you were in your rut. Perfect to form a baby." "P-Pond... p-please stop," Santa whispered, softly pulling the hem of Pond's shirt. He was afraid Perth would attack him again like last time. "Perth, calm the fuck down. Our manager is coming; we don't want them to know about this, right?" Aou stood up. "Tell that to that brat! He's spouting nonsense!" Perth snapped, glaring at Pond. "Nonsense? I'm just curious. If that happens, would you really kick Santa out of the group?" "Stop, Pond, please," Santa pleaded. He didn't want to know. He didn't want to confirm it. "Santa will not have a baby," Aou stated, his voice cold and final. "If he got pregnant, we'll abort it. If he wants to keep it, then yes, I'll be more than happy to kick him out." -- Santa accidentally got pregnant. Perth, the father, doesn't want it. Their leader, Aou, gave the ultimatum. - - - So Santa ran away.

Two boys. One cramped cabin. A secret that could shatter everything. Perth is a master at shutting the world out, but he can't seem to shut out Santa. The most popular boy in school is suddenly everywhere Perth is, looking at him with an intensity that is equal parts terrifying and magnetic. As the days at the integration camp blur into tense, sleepless nights, Perth realizes the boy who shines like the sun is harboring a very dark shadow. Perth doesn't know what Santa is hiding. He only knows that every time they get close, his carefully built world threatens to fall apart. Will Perth rebuild his walls, or will he finally step into the dark?