Hate is a strong word •Frerard•

Thousands of diamonds on a satin sky, hundreds of sizes and each one capable of unseen possibilities. It's funny how everyone is looking at the same things, every night their position changes, some leave and some stay, but everyone has seen the same shape, the ones that stay, the ones that go. You could maybe calculate the number of people doing the same thing as you, looking up at the void above you that's filled with smaller Suns.

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Gerard loves stars and zodiacs and all that spiritual stuff, but all that won't help when he stumbles across an awkwardly shy, yet hyper, boy who moves in next door. They find some kind of thing which they agree on and become friends from- maybe it's the terrible puns or appalling humour. Yet they seem to have some kind of dislike somewhere, but you can't really say 'hate' when it's such a strong word.