"hey, asl?" [highest rank: #26]

"they told us that we needed therapy, as if medication and tainted words could fix broken toys."

Frank is a hopelessly short, hopelessly desperate, and just generally hopeless highschooler, whose only friend is the amazingly tall kid with the 'fro: Ray Toro. School is mundane, school is just, well, school: Lindsey Ballato is a goddess, Pete Wentz is a MySpace whore, and Brendon Urie totally deserved getting kicked in the balls last summer, but then Mikey fucking Way turns up and before Frank knows it he's over at the Way household and swooning over an unfairly hot older brother who has totally just made out with an overly casual Lindsey Ballato. And that's not even to mention Gerard's past and sort of ex-boyfriend Bert McCracken who he kind of did, kind of didn't leave in the old town he and Mikey just moved from, but what is for sure is that Gerard Way can't help but stare at Mikey's sort of best friend, Frank, just a little too much. But Gerard is older and sort of world's away from Frank's league: he's like Lindsey Ballato - unobtainable and godly, and most definitely a member of the elite sex club that Frank reckons Lindsey's involved in. And this elite club of people who've seen Gerard Way naked? Let's say, Frank Iero wants in... to Gerard's pants. However Mikey thinks that it's less of a club and more of a support group.

17 year old Frank sits at a table, strumming his guitar. His loser of a father comes home in a rage of yells, Frank promises himself he'll do something with his life in that moment. 6 years later and Frank is nothing and he has nothing, his life is going nowhere fast, until he dumps hot coffee all over one Gerard Way. Gerard seemed to come from no where, Frank had never seen him around but his friends had. It was truly odd. Gerard seems to have an obsession with protecting Frank, that's even odder.