Uncle Wesley was the only relative from my father's side who agreed to keep me when they found out that my parents abandoned their child in a mental hospital. Even until now, the exasperated expression on his face still gives me the chills. No words can clearly tell how displeased he were to my parents. Though, I don't blame him.

At the age of thirteen, I was then diagnosed with Borderline Personality Disorder. Knowing that, I simply didn't care at all. And as years passed, the more apathetic I become.

"You're turning high school next year, at least join one sports club!" Uncle advised, smacking my back with a newspaper.

"I don't have the energy for it... and stop that." I answered in monotone, feeling lethargic.

"Fine... then If you join the soccer club next year, I'll let you become independent. How does that sound?" My eyes broadened the moment he said those words.

There's nothing much better than being independent. It wasn't a bad deal, either, so I decided to join the league as soon as I turned 1st year in high school. And in order for me to become independent, I pursued soccer until 3rd year. Though, it was just a sheer luck that I became the ace player of the team, let alone the team captain.

Now that I think about it, it's because of soccer that Jin and I bumped together. He used to be the team captain of the national league, but we both quit at the same time when we went to college.

It's a pity, to be honest. We could've pursued that path, it was both our passion. It's just that... life isn't on our side, and we both have our own issues.

Still, Jin being by my side helped me become more emphatic. I don't know if it's a good or a bad thing, though, considering how I am now... but I'm really grateful that he stayed with me, even if I couldn't stay by his side until the end.

Right now, I wanted to try opening my heart a bit more... for him.

"Hey. How have you been?"

It's Sade. "I'm... getting better."

"Good. Glad to hear that." It's been a while since I heard his voice.

I really missed him.

"S-Sade... Are you free tonight? Can you come over to my place?"

Sade looked surprised at first, but he brushed it off with a smile as he tried to give me reassurance. "Sure."

I want him to know how unstable my feelings were, and I won't blame him if he started hating me after knowing how rotten I am.

My obsession... is abnormal. I can't change that fact.

"Whoa... You said it was just a lousy apartment! Damn, this was a fucking penthouse!" Sade laughed in excitement as he looked around the view from the veranda. "I can't believe I found myself a rich boyfri- I mean haha a friend! A rich friend!"

What was that?

"I'm not rich, it was my uncle whose paying my expenses. I told him not to, but he still insists." I groaned, smiling. "Sade, I want to show you something."

"Hmm?"

My smile faded when I pulled his arm to my room. And as I opened the door, we were both welcomed with lashings of his pictures that I secretly took for the past three months.

His face looked dismayed as his eyes landed through every corner of my room.

"I... was your stalker. I've been wanting to tell you... how madly I'm obsessed... and how crazily in love I am to you."

I was expecting a punch, or at least a slap from him... because I deserve it. Yet instead, he smirked and pushed me on my bed. It was an unexpected reaction... His eyes were sparkling, his face were vibrant, and his cheeks were beet red. He didn't waste any time and kissed me relentlessly on top of my waist.

"Finally... All my hard work paid off." I saw him snicker.

"W-What do you-..."

Sade ignored me and touched my lips once again as our tongue intertwined beyond kisses, and I was indeed breathless.

"Kiel, you finally saw me. I, too, I've been in love with you... for three fucking years." He said while biting his lip.

His body was more ripped and huge up close, I can't believe what's happening.

It feels like a dream, "Give me more, Sade." That gives me nothing but a bittersweet feeling.

The end...