James Thompson is fairly happy with his life as a creative director of a famous magazine. He has the perfect fiancé, the perfect job, the perfect apartment in New York, and a perfect life. In spite all of this, James is still haunted by his rough past. Thinking that he would be safe in New York, away from his hometown where he experienced the worst dip in his life - ostracized by his very own boyfriend back then after coming out - he realized he couldn't take away all the pain in his life when it came crashing down on him as he laid his eyes on the very source of his pain: his ex-boyfriend.
Alexander Smith was known as the straight football linebacker back in his highschool. Little did his school know that he was a closeted gay boy in a secrete relationship with his bestfriend - James. Everything was perfect in their relationship. Everything but him. When James decided that he was enough with hiding, he came out to all the student body of their school. Thinking that his boyfriend would be there for him, it broke James heart when he realized how ready Alexander was to drop him and continue to pretend to be the straight dude that he was. Shortly thereafter, they broke up.
Alexander, broken-hearted he continued to long for the love of his, regretting the mistakes he did in the past. He tried to follow him, build a connection, but fate was not on his side. They drifted apart but after several years, a smile broke free from his face when he saw the exact same James down the street of New York. With new determination, Alexander is resolute that he will bring back James to his life because he still believes their relationship was like shooting stars - rare and beautiful.
Alexander had never been a person who knew mercy. Arrogant, domineering, a bully, always seeing himself at the top and not allowing anyone to surpass him. But behind this cruelty there was something else... anger. Anger he couldn't extinguish, pain he didn't dare admit.
When his father decided to marry another woman, he felt as if the world had collapsed around him. How could a man betray his wife so easily? How could he replace her with another woman as if she never existed? He couldn't stand it, and decided to do what he knew best... revenge.
But he didn't know that this woman had a son... a quiet boy named Elias. A pure, peaceful person, who didn't resist or defend himself even when he was insulted. His mere presence was enough to make Alexander angry. Why did he have to accept someone like this in his home? Why did he have to see him every day as if he was part of his family?
The decision was clear... if he wanted to take revenge on this woman, destroying her son would be the beginning.
But over time, something began to change. Every time Alexander tried to hurt Elias, he found himself stopping for no reason. It wasn't what he expected... Elias wasn't as weak as he seemed. There was something about his calm that provoked him, something in his sad eyes that made him feel like he was the one to blame. How could someone who was supposed to be his victim be the only thing that calmed his inner turmoil? How did his presence become so necessary?
But worse than that... How did revenge turn into attention? How did his voice become the only thing he wanted to hear? How did his presence become more important than his dignity?
And now, Alexander was stuck between his anger and his truth. Would he continue to deny what he felt? Or would Elias be the only one capable of breaking the wall he had built around his heart?