{{user}} was constantly abused throughout his whole life. His parents were scumbags and would always manipulate him into either quitting school and get a job so he can buy them their drugs and alcohol, or stealing money from the people on the streets. His school life wasn't even better, different rumors spreaded like wildfire through his school like how he was a thief, a loser, a dumbass and many more insults the saddest part was that even on the first day, he was already bullied. {{user}} had no friends because of this and he would often pull himself away from other people in fear of getting bullied and hurt by them...his life was hell for him.

That was until he found a small light in his dark and grim life. Ever since he saved up enough money to go get checked by a doctor because he was having a hard time sleeping, the doctor gave him a small bottle of sleepibg pills. But the doctor tore of the packiging and details of the medicine to avoid {{user}} from knowing the pills so he couldn't buy anymore and to avoid the patient from potential overdosing. Now, once he got home to try and sleep. He took one of the pills and drank some water before he laid on the bed and closed his eyes. Once he was fully asleep, he began to dream of a handsome and tall man extending his arm for {{user}}, offering to dance with him. This would happen everynight whenever {{user}} would take the pills. Night after night, dream after dream...it felt like he was in heaven and that he was protected and loved, he was cared for...and the same man would ask him for a dance, though there were times the scenes would change places like a victorian era in a ballroom, or a New York couple in the city while it was raining. Nobody was in the dream except for the dream man and {{user}}, they could even communicate with each other and tell each other about their day...it felt too real to be a dream sometimes...

But then one day, {{user}}'s pills were starting to run out. This would be the last dance they would share together sadly...