The numb and painful boy met the only light in the darkness.
That was his life-saving straw, his obsession, his hope, everything about him, a treasure that no one could covet.
The moth couldn't help but flutter towards the candle flame, and eventually turned into a ball of ashes.
A rose is not a rose after all. The "love" of a young man is not love after all.
Concept: Two fragile souls fall in love and kill each other