Eighteen-year-old Hugo runs from his past with his baby in his arms. Nineteen-year-old Maceo just wanted a roommate, not a reason to feel again. Two broken lives, one small apartment. Secrets, healing, and something that feels a lot like love. Maybe getting lost was the only way to be found. #1 in #gayteen 3/9/26 DISCLAIMER: The story is in its first draft. After the story is complete it will be heavily edited.