Love was something Kỳ had believed in. But meeting the boy of his dreams and leaving his hometown recovering from an obsessive abuser put everything into perspective for him, and he opted out of the game he had once viewed as fun. Now he was at a school where no one knew him and he aimed to keep it that way until he could leave. Dante loved people. More social than his reputation let on, he was taken aback by the pretty new boy who did not find talking half as interesting as he did. But what unsettled him even more was how much he was quickly drawn to him. He knew he would never date anyone. His private life would surely intervene somewhere down the line and he would hurt an innocent family, but he could not help but entertain the idea with this certain boy. The troubles of highschool are but a fraction of what Dante and Kỳ suffered, just for a chance at all they had ever wanted. It was all they had ever wanted, and everything they would never get.