"My breath is getting shorter,
I close my eyes every night from twisted reality,
The music box of tragedy echoes,
But in order to be free from this crime,
It's impossible to forget and give up,
Because those lips were too sweet"
Elliot Jensen and Elliot Fintry have a lot in common. They share the same name, the same house, the same school, oh and they hate each other but, as they will quickly learn, there is a fine line between love and hate.