Soaring Sun

Soaring Sun

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"Do you think the sun is lonely up there...?" Thirteen years after his favorite flower withered, Eliezer Tavio Madrigal had always, always been longing for warmth... for light. Something that can bring back the fire in his eyes. Spending his whole life with flowers surrounding him... observing people and their lives: this is how his normal days went on. Nothing special, nothing exciting. Braeden Herrera, a highschool dropout and an aspiring writer, seeks for a protagonist in his story. Suffering from the same pain Elie experienced thirteen years ago, they cross paths in the Madrigal family's flower shop. A boy's love fiction. Leave if you do not want to read.
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At first glance, nobody would be able to tell that Nathaniel Jean had a problem. Or second glance, or third, or fourth. After all, he had everything. He was a captain of his school's soccer team and one of the top players in the state. He had a big house and money to spend. He had family, he had friends, he had fun, he had faith. He never meant for it to happen. He never wanted to look at another man in the way he should have been looking at a woman. The idea had disgusted him for most of his life - living in a heavily Catholic town with heavily Catholic parents, homophobia was the only response he knew. That didn't change when he first realized that he didn't like girls. No, Nathaniel Jean was still homophobic. He hated the idea of a man sleeping with another man. He was raised on the notion that all gays went to hell, and he believed it. He despised them, and so he despised himself. Nathaniel Jean was more fortunate than most, because help did arrive for him. Help by the name of Lucas Morgan, they boy he'd always known but never known. The boy with big dreams and bigger talent. The boy that changed Nathaniel's life over the course of their thirty-six week long senior year.

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