Before I even had the chance to tell her how I feel, she was no longer there to witness my last ditch effort to restore the decaying flesh of my rotting heart... For the first time in my life, I managed to taste pain... Sweet like candy.

You suffer in a tragic love story, where, your athletic lover suffers an unfortunate accident. Think of it like this, you love to paint in favor of your enjoyment. What happens when someone takes all the color in the world? You simply cannot paint anymore. You cannot do what you love as you cannot find love in what you do anymore. Nevertheless, you decide to be there for them. Are you ready to challenge the red strings of fate?