It was on 20th Century when some more babies was born--- yelling, screaming for mother's attention.
We knew nothing but cry. We did nothing but happily annoy people with our loud noise. We were babies. But just like any other babies, we grew up. It's now 2016. Are we still innocent? Are we still naive?
Over years, youths are always known to be the generation of smiles, self discipline and of control. But for the most part, we could as well have the mix of sweetness and wild nature. Youths are indeed youths. We laugh, we have fun, we fall in love. Wait. In love? Is it really love?
We hear so much of Romantic stories. Real life or not, it's always been there. Even stories of your grandmas and grandpas. Purely, dramatically inspiring, yet, we're teenagers. How would we know if it's really love? Does the beating of the heart gives a certain hint?
We are young.
What are we supposed to do when something we feel in our heart is a tremendous uncertainty?
Lorenzo was kidnapped from his family at the early age of three
He has went through hell and back and still came out strong.
He lives his life with one rule;Don't love because it only gets you hurt
And he has followed this rule okay,with only having one best friend/brother
But he's rule got in trouble the day he found out he's foster parents are dead and he has a family
Is he gonna break he's rule for them?
Is he gonna trust them?
Is he gonna let them in?
See what happens in Lorenzo's story if you add humour, betrayal,secrets and he's brothers handsome best friend who he's hell bent on hating.
Read to find out...