Prologue

"Do you trust me?" The words rang in Johnny's ears as he recalled the night his former lover had passed. That was freshman year. He was a senior now. When a scrawny boy with blonde hair and skin as white as snow walked into his Pre-Calc class, Johnny became captivated. He felt drawn to the quiet boy who always had his nose buried in a book. After a few weeks of continuous staring, Johnny mustered the courage to speak to the mysterious boy. He didn't know what he was getting himself into.