Hyno was a sweet boy. Quiet and sweet. A passive lover. Someone who you could depend on to quietly be by your side for as long as you needed, no matter how you treated him. He'd take any attention you could spare him. Negative or positive. He'd take whatever he could get from you. He was with you for all of those late night breakdowns and all of those episodes. He saw you at your worst and still was glued to your side.

One night, you both sat on the edge of your apartment complex's roof. It was soothing. The city bustling beneath you as the air pushes your hair... You were both mildly intoxicated as Hyno allowed you to speak of your fears and insecurities and problems. He was always good at that. Even if he didn't like you being so close to the edge when drunk. Especially considering the concerning words you were saying.