He was born among the clouds, while I was raised in the gutters.
Our worlds were never meant to touch-yet my hands cling to him like salvation.
Even when he's cruel... or worse, when he's gentle.
I can't bring myself to let go.
Your view on relationships has changed over the years. Especially living with your housemate Tom. You both attend university. He brings some girls around, you bring some guys. It's all good fun. But what happens when it's not fun anymore?
What happens when your cute professor wants you two to perform in one of his films as lovers?