Sky tried his best for living in real world. Studies, work, house chores, playing piano, guitar or drums, playing computer games, or even staying on a park at late night alone before reaching the love of writing. He always dream in sleep or awake, swimming in the world of fantasies and fairly tales even though the world keeps pushing him either remind him that any of that isn't real.

If you ask if is it everything he hope it would be, then no, he never expected any of his negative experiences in life rather everything he never hoped for. It's  happy. But sometimes, it is sad; sometimes, painful; sometimes, ugly; But that's the way it is, and that's love. Love is to be vulnerable.

I'm new in Wattpad. So here's my first book (on-going). All Rights Reserved:
Into the Infinite - The Fallen
https://www.wattpad.com/story/80416204-into-the-infinite-the-fallen