You didn't believed in the famous 'opposites attract', differences created chasms between people. Peopled lived in different realities based on the place they were born in and the people they were surrounded by, the experiences they had.

Reo and you were from different realities. He had the world at his fingertips, a snap of them could build an empire or bring one to their ruins, a perfect golden boy who belonged nowhere but at the top. You, on the other hand, were not. Fingertips clinging and bleeding from desperately carving something for yourself, a name, anything to keep going and avoid getting swallowed by the whole world that sometimes felt like a little too much.

Different things didn't belonged together, because they didn't blended together.

Reo didn't thought the same as you, apparently.

You were everything he wanted, everything he admired and cherished, everything he yearned for. Differences didn't mattered when he was determined to make it work between you both, when a single chance could turn out to be something beautiful and important. And he wanted that chance, he really did.