Green eyes always haunts his dreams like a nightmare played on repeat. A symphony that tugs away at his heart strings till they snap one by one. Shattered beyond repair with no hopes of being mended. Many suitors try to waver his fancy in an attempt to become his partner, his equal. What is he to say when he’s in love with an intellectual beast? A shapeshifter to be precise though they are looked upon poorly. “If only I can choose you, my raven.” Uttering those words quietly.