"There's a reason we are white and pure, and they are black and dirty. There's a reason they stain our skin. That we are shamed if others see those stains. They're bad people, Frank. They're disgusting."

Frankie wasn't like most 15 year old boys. He liked to wear dresses and honestly didn't give a fuck what anyone else thought. But, of course, that kind of attitude got him kicked in the ass quite often. Gerard, is a high class, no homo jock, who loved kicking people in the ass. When Gerard and Frank meet, though, sparks fly. Metaphorically, of course, from the metaphoric swords that they swung at each other.

Gerard is a fucked up teenager that is addicted to coffee, cigarettes, comic books, art, sex and drugs but as the sweet, innocent Frankie moves into town can Gerard develop a new addition to this cute little 16 year old?

Gerard lives for art class and smooth cups of vanilla coffee. But when Frank exchanges to his school things change. Suddenly the only thing he longs for is the weekends and a specific pair of fluffy pink cat ears..

Frank is an special boy, and he tried. He really tried to fit in, but there are some things he couldn't avoid, and that's when he met Gerard in the most awkward scenario ever.