Masterpiece

If the word 'strange' took a human shape, it would definitly be someone like 'Yu'.
He was everything anyone could hate, or love at first sight. Wearing long coats and loafers that seemed too big to hang on his frail form, his head casted down like a bag of bricks weighed on his neck with every step. His old, almost falling apart house, or the harsh treatment of his backyard towards visitors who dared to pass by the weeds. His picky taste, or sharp way of wording out opinions that could shake one's world in a breath.
Yu, was a total disaster. And yet, Fredrick loved him.

Life was a narrow road, covered by heavy fog that Fredrick had no reason to clear until Yu arrived.
If not for HIM, Fredrick would've continued breathing the cold yet fresh air of his village, married a wife in the near future by his mother's force, and bought his own farm to grow crops. He'd get a strong horse, drove the cart down the hill to sell his crops every sunday, and repeated this cycle every week like a prayer.

But Yu made him change.
Yu made him want more, made him feel worthless, selfless, angry, mad, terrified... loved...
He wasn't complaining even if Yu could burn him to ashes...

a self written masterpiece of feelings... from a maddened lover, to his beloved.