Blurb
He has always been a lonely person.
He hides behind a cold facade, turning away anyone who tries to get close.
He hides alone in the darkest corner, wounded, licking his wounds by himself.
He spits venom coldly, never stopping until he has hurt someone.
But he knows that he has simply gotten used to it... gotten used to being alone.
He fears nothing: not his own sharp words, not his cold expression.
He is confident he can give the one person warmth and happiness.
He, Clyde, is only afraid...
That he may never be able to confess his feelings.
No transmigration. The pairing is set: Clyde x Severus, though that might change... if readers ask for it.
Is Clyde an Animagus?