Many would say Vincent Charbonneau was where he wanted to be in life, being a famous, drop-dead gorgeous runway model for an equally well-know fashion house in France. And he would fully agree if it wasn't for the fact he was hopelessly in love with his boss Rody Lamoree, a talented fashion designer who seemingly had no interest of pursuing new romance for he had promised eternal loyalty to his late wife. Vincent thought he had sealed his fate the moment he realized he had fallen for a man who couldn't have, completely unaware of what had yet to unfold before his eyes, of the fleeting and indescribable gazes they would exchange, of Rody's actions that were filled with ambiguity, and the careless whispers that perhaps should've never been uttered.