To the redhead, the explosive teen was like the sun. Everything he did was perfect, brave, and incredibly manly. But what was he? He was weak. He couldn't even tell the other how he felt. To the blonde, the sturdy male was like the sun. His smile was almost blinding, and he was determined to get stronger- a little too determined. And what was he? He was weak. He couldn't even control his feelings for the other.
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