recklessly, the author writes.

He was looking for a good time. Or something.
You were looking for an escape. Or something.

This is the story of a boy with a carefree smile and a boy with quiet eyes. This is the story of fate's tiny hands and sneaky smiles, this is the story of a random encounter on a rainy night. This is a story of endless adventures, spontaneous decisions, midnight confessions, breathtaking sights, burning hearts, feather-light touches, and recklessly hopeful, helplessly beautiful feelings, feelings of being alive.

This is the story of Chance and Sky.