"Tom, do you really love him?" the platinum-haired aristocrat asked slowly.
"No. I think I probably just like him." Tom closed his black eyes. As expected, the person he loved most was himself.
"Sev, have you fallen in love with him?" Lucius asked anxiously, looking at the only friend he had.
"Has your mind really been filled with beauty potions?" The black-robed Potions professor glanced at his beloved potion and answered offhandedly without looking up.
This is a story without love, only about two lonely men leaning on each other and living together.
You bastard actually gave up. Bastard, come back and update.