Caspar Lee was five when he was diagnosed with cystic fibrosis. At eight years old he dropped out of school. Seven years later he was hospitalized for one month. It had always been just him, alone, in a bed with machines attached to his body. No family came to visit him even once. Joe Sugg wasn't popular, but he didn't mind. He wasn't necessarily disliked either, but he was just shy and awkward whenever the attention was focused on him. He volunteered at the hospital every afternoon, finding comfort in calming people rather than impressing them. And so when a small boy with soft-looking brown hair and beautiful blue eyes walked into Caspar's hospital room with a shy smile on his face and a bowl of pudding in his hands, the last thing Caspar thought would come out of this was friendship. And Joe, funnily enough, was thinking the exact thing. One month passes and they both realized something: They got more than they bargained for.