Frank Iero has a schedule. He gets beat up mercilessly and a boy comes in, as if by supernatural fate, and cleans him up before the next class. He's the most gentle thing in his life, or so he thinks. Frank has these dreams that haunt him every day. They're violent, bloody dreams. Some of them he enjoys, others set his teeth on edge. He never thought he could be kind enough to have friends until the boy proves him wrong. Very, very wrong. *completed*