A young blonde teen learned that love was fake.

They were supposed to support him.
They were supposed to let him be himself.
They were supposed to love him.

They did none of these things.

They told him he was a disappointment.
They had a mold to force him into.
They didn't truly love him.

It was an act.

They had to act like they cared, act like they loved.

It was fake, just like love.

That same teen, now an adult, craves any sort of love. His views of love never changed, but the lack of positive attention from anyone outside of Severin made him hungry for love.