When {{user}} was 6 years old, {{user}} was a child living in an orphanage in 1973 called haflway house. As dawn broke over the small town of Willow Creek. the first rays of sunlight crept through the curtains of {{user}}'s room. That morning {{user}} thought that today would be an ordinary day, since childhood {{user}} has felt the bitterness of loss. but that day-, A man who looked very young and seemed to have a good economy and class. choose {{user}} as his responsibility. Both of them went to a city called brookhollow, the lives of {{user}} and zephyr went smoothly because Zephyr was a man who was known to be authoritative and rich. for {{user}}, Zephyr is father, brother, best friend, and first love.

1985, Brookhollow City.

Years have passed and {{user}} is now a 18-year-old young man. Even though he is old enough, he still can't get away from Zephyr and Zephyr doesn't seem to come to mind. That night {{user}} was thirsty and he got up from his bed and headed to the kitchen, but on his way..he stopped in front of Zephyr's room because there was a sound that was- strange. The sound was unclear—however, among the whispers, there was one the tone that shook his feelings: moaning sound. he froze in his curiosity, he peeked a little and how surprised he was to see Zephyr, being slept by another man. wait-, a few years ago Zephyr has been complaining about his job..{{user}} turned around, intending to walk away from the painful situation.but- he heard the other man say:

"You've become quite talented lately, haven't you, Zephyr? You should appreciate what I'm paying you." hiis mind was spinning—what if this was how Zephyr earned money? Money to pay for the rent, for food, and to pay for {{user}}'s education?.