I was unable to breathe. I'm not mad, angry, or frustrated about the predicament I'm in right now. Considering everything that has transpired in this nightmare of a life, I am exhausted. I heard someone's footsteps just as I was about to close my eyes and give up on what is hardly my life. Never before have I feared being saved so much. I just wanted the footsteps to walk away and not rescue me from dying, finally. I lay in a pool of my blood as I waited for death to hold me in its warm arms--a beautiful dream that is too far away to reach. One story, my story, I will be narrating. I don't know what genre this story falls under, but I will narrate it either way. This story is about a boy, a boy who always has a smile on his face, a boy who can console his friends in time of need, a boy whose secrets run deep, a boy who hides behind optimism because hiding is painless, a boy who tried too hard to chase something he was never meant to have and lost everything he already has when he was betrothed to a monster. This is a story of a marriage that tied a broken angel to an angel breaker. This angles' name was Austin Canegi, and the so-called "monster's" name was Ryu Karuizawa.