Prologue

When I was a child, I adore the man my mother loves the most. As the youngest son, I promised myself to be as successful as him. I did everything to make him proud. I did everything to satisfy my dad.

I thought I am doing great not until I found out who I am. A gay.

Well, not that gay who wears dresses and girly things. I'm just a plain Asian guy who was yearning for a father's love, for freedom, for acceptance. He hates me for being me. I just want to come back of my closet, close it and begin again. Only if it's possible.

The castle I build was now destroyed by big waves. How can I build another castle if my father is dragging me into the water? I can't breathe.

I was about to accept my fate when I met him. Finally, someone who can understand me. Someone who's also in the same shoes as mine.

He's the one who pulled me out of the closet and thought me to love myself. He's the one who made me realize that life is not that cruel. He makes me smile, every time.

But fate wants to crumple our paper hearts. Do I deserve the pain? Or should I accept the fact that gay people deserve to live alone, forever?