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when the perfect theater kid meets mr. i-would-burn-the-whole-world-just-because, is there a future for them both?
one knows how to make his mess look beautiful. the other never bothered to hide his. somewhere between friendship, teenage mistakes, and a fascination neither of them quite understands, they find themselves standing at the edge of something neither is entirely prepared for.
but love has never been simple for either of them. with different ways of carrying the things that shaped them, will they eventually accept love - and everything that comes with it?