He had a glare plastered to his face and hearts by the bunch on his shelves. Only you could tell that underneath his glare was a pair of soul-melting eyes. While everyone else saw only hearts in jars, you saw his own heart, which wasn't as cold as the others made it sound.
You are (Y/N) Portman, Jake's little sister. Grandpa just died, Jake is in hysterics and you've been having strange hallucinations, or at least, you think they're hallucinations. Dad's planning a trip to Wales, as recommended by Jake's psychiatrist, and you're coming with them. It's there you find him, the quiet dark-haired boy. Enoch O'Connor.