'He was different, right off the bat. You could just tell there was something wrong with him. His eyes were too sunken in, and glassy. He was oddly pale for the burning summer. He was too jumpy, and anxious. He was so... Strange. Normally I didn't find myself marveling at the ordinary, but I wasn't one to seek abnormality. I plainly existed. But looking at the kid, I knew I had found something. Be it treasure or trash, or both, I had discovered him. ' Gerard has been scraping by in his life, alone and isolated from everyone he once cared about. His family and friends have all abandoned him in his greatest time of need. Enter Frank. That weird shy kid that sat in the corner at a party. He had this whimsical way about him. His eyes said everything he didn't. Maybe they'll fall in love. That's probably inevitable, but they've discovered each other. Sad eyes fade away into the crashing of the oceans waves. 'Five hundred days, I loved you so'