Short brown hair, blue eyes filled with hope and determination. It was his year 10 of his school life, everything seemed so perfect. The hope and happiness only increased with each passing day. And the symbol of all that seemed perfect, his muse, the who helped him continue going on, the one who meant the most to him. They had been dating for four months now, and to him, each day felt like something new, something surreal. The hours they spent texting, the way she always knew how to cheer him up after something went wrong, she was perfect, everything was perfect. However, the perfection that drove his everything was not destined to last forever. Will darkness consume what is left?