The idea of death was something that encompassed your soul. Much so that it became the miserable fate of every person you associated with, each one of them could not be appraised as sentient life forms anymore, just mere hollow shells of how they were seen with the naked human eye. But things started to drastically change ever since you encountered a certain delinquent; ever since you converged paths with your first love, but never your last. His death was the only one you did not find peace in. Finding consolation with one of his friends who also lost a loved one, will the both of you finally find a reason to move on? Or will the both of you drag each other down to a spiraling abyss filled with lustful deception and saccharine grandeur in hopes that the other will fill in the role of their lost first love? You loved your luxurious life, but the problem of a make-shift salvation is just that-𝔞 𝔰𝔴𝔢𝔢𝔱 𝔱𝔯𝔞𝔤𝔦𝔠 𝔤𝔞𝔪𝔢 𝔬𝔣 𝔭𝔯𝔢𝔱𝔢𝔫𝔡. █║▌│║│║█║█║│█║▌│║│║█