In a dark and damp alley, a young man huddled. Insults and beatings have almost become the norm. He is not weak, he is just forbearing. He knew that only by forbearing could he achieve final victory. Wherever he goes with all his strength, he is the only one worth remembering. The nightmares every night are all about him. The voices in my head every day are all his. I wanted to imprison him, but I couldn't stand his red eyes. I want to take revenge, but I can't stand his desire to save the world. Obviously they are both rats in the sewer, one is sunny and the other is negative and degenerate. Only revenge can give him the confidence to live. But everything changed after meeting him. I want to pamper him, want to love him, want to give him the best things in the world, and don't want the darkness to touch him. So what if I fell into the abyss for him? So what if there is no recovery? He deserves it. Having him is enough.
Intention: Homosexuality