He isn't perfect. He's gloomy and starved for love. Yet he always puts on a smile, pretending to be strong, that life is wonderful, and that he's happy.
His one wish in life is to find someone completely different from himself, someone who can bring him light and warmth. But fate doesn't favor him or love him. Instead, it throws him someone just as unhappy, dark, and cold as he is.
He confesses that he's already dark enough, and can't bear to have another creature of darkness added to the mix.
But the other man tells him earnestly, “Haven't you heard that two negatives make a positive, and that poison can be fought with poison?”...
Absolutely no major angst (I can't bear it~)
Probably no explicit scenes (I really don't want to keep it innocent, but sadly, I can't write them. Runs off crying... Maybe one day, after I've practiced enough, I'll write a couple of scenes.)
Maybe I'll make it sweet when I'm in a good mood, and bitter when I'm not. What can I say? I'm a hopeless mess who lets my feelings lead the way.
One last shout: Our motto is, “Never abandon a story,” though updates may slow down a little once school starts.
I'm done rambling. Enjoy the story...
He is bad.. . . . . .