In a town where no one visited, there lived a girl and boy.

The girl was warm, caring, and empathetic. She loved the sunlight shining down on her face

on the rare days it did in that town.

The boy was cold, and careful, numb to his own emotions. He loved the darkness

of the sky as the rain poured down from the heavens, pattering down on the pavement. 

The boy loved the girl with a strong dangerous compassion. 

He liked the way  her smile curved her face, the way she was so kind to everyone while

the world was cruel and definitely was not kind to her.

It was both love, and something deeper, darker.

Infatuation.

She would love him. He would make her love him.

Not all stories have a happy ending.

But he'd give himself a happy ending, no matter the cost.