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THIS IS A BL STORY.
They say the apple was never evil on its own.
It simply became dangerous the moment someone desired it enough to take a bite.
Yohan Sebastien Severino spent his life being everything people expected him to be. An obedient son, a future heir, carefully crafted perfection.
Until one collision in a hallway introduced him to a certain Pio, a boy made of both softness and sharpness, with a face sinful enough to make restraint feel impossible.
And perhaps love was always meant to become disastrous after the first bite.
Because years later, beneath blinding headlights, twisted metal, and memories Yohan could no longer escape, the sweetness of that once gentle temptation would turn into something far more terrifying to lose.
Yet even then, love remained. Quietly. Perseveringly. Like hands reaching for you in the dark long after the world has fallen apart.
And maybe that was the tragedy of forbidden fruit.
Not that it destroys you instantly, but that it tastes so much like home, you willingly ruin yourself for another bite.