Tyler was amity with his ukulele. That was how he liked it
He loved the chords and the chords loved him
He could say something, and someone would listen
That was his catharsis
Thereupon, a boy with neon hair moved in next door
His writing stopped. Another Face Formed
Tyler was stricken
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Tyler is a lonely, homeschooled boy with absent parents. Josh is a bright haired, smiley guy with a troubled past. They are not gay for each other. Except they are.