A/N: To clear things up a bit, this is how the two of them met. Happy reading!

When I first laid my eyes on his fragile frame, he had barely no awareness of the world around him; spending his days reading and staying far away from everyone else. It was only from the corner of my eye that I noticed his simple existence as I ran with my gang on a daily basis.

Pretending I was listening to the many people who flocked around us, and all the sounds that encompassed me, I found myself drawn to him even though he took up very little space. I'd like to think that's why I was drawn to him. He was different from me and the people I chose to hang out with, and that fascinated me more than I would ever understand. That fascination was really the only thing that would ever bring two very different people together.

When I finally spoke to him, it had been nothing but a coincidence. Watching him as always, I witnessed two members of my gang approach him and attempt to take his money. If they had been from any other gang or completely irrelevant to me, I think I would have gone on without interfering, but I couldn't keep walking when I could easily say something. "You know, I don't think he has any money. You should bother someone else."

"Sips?"

"Believe me. You're just wasting your time."

They looked at each other and then at me, nodding their heads in understanding before leaving the boy and I alone. When they were out of earshot, I looked down at him who hadn't even looked up from his book once. "Hey, aren't you going to thank me?"

"I didn't ask you to help me, so no, I'm not."

His voice was soft, and he had a very attractive accent. For someone who never spoke, he was very calming to listen to. Even though I could have left it there, I sat down beside him, "Okay then, well, what are you reading?"

"A book."

"A book about what?"

"Wizards."

"Oh," He flipped a page, and I looked at the cover, "Isn't that the one about the boy with the scar on his forehead or whatever?"

"Pff, close enough, I guess." He answered, actually showing a bit of interest in what I was saying. "I'm guessing you don't read much."

"Is it that obvious?"

He closed the book, and finally looked over at me. "Very, but you're a gang member so I'm not surprised."

"Ouch, you don't beat around the bush do you?"

"Well, it's true, isn't it?"

Raising an eyebrow, I chuckled, "I'm guessing this is part of why you're alone. You sure are aggressive."

"Ha! You're calling me aggressive? I don't go around taking money from everyone like you and those jerks."

Taken aback by his harsh tongue, I didn't know whether to fight back or congratulate him on his ability to insult someone, so I did neither. "Shit, son. You're hardcore. I wish I would have talked to you sooner. I think I like you."

His face grew red, and he laughed awkwardly, "W-what?"

"I've been watching you for a long time. I thought you were really wimpy and shit, but damn, you don't let people push you around, do you?" I moved in closer.

He started shaking and shook his head, "P-please step back."

"What's the matter?" I asked, getting way too close.

"P-please. J-just go away."

Raising an eyebrow, I pushed him to the ground and hovered above him, "Huh? You look really scared all of a sudden. Did I burst your bubble?"

There was fear written all over his face. Whatever aggressive attitude he had was gone. As I realized the truth, and he lost all the color in his face, he slid out from under me; running as far and fast as he could. I didn't follow, but I wasn't done with him. That was for sure.

The next day, I followed him everywhere he went. He was so goddamn cute, and such a fucking nerd. Unaware, but on edge, he kept looking over his shoulder. It was only when he went to the anime club he went to every day that he lost all color in his face as I joined him there. It wasn't like I was going to hurt him. I just wanted to be beside him.

His voice was shaking a bit as he read his manga, and I attempted to read mine, "W-what are you doing here?"

"Following you." Turning the book over and flipping the pages rapidly, I raised an eyebrow in confusion, "What is this? Ninjas and shit. Oh wow, a giant fox! What the fuck! A baby?"

The teacher and the other students gave us looks of disgust, and he turned to me sheepishly, "Y-you have to be quieter. If you're gonna stay, at least do that."

"Fine."

"Here. Try this one..." He handed me another, and took the one in my hand.

I did the same with that one as the previous one, "What the hell... Aw, shit! I love pirates!"

At his request, I was being a bit quieter, but apparently, I was reading the book wrong, "Um... You should be reading right to left... Top right corner, top left corner, bottom right corner, and then bottom left corner..."

"That's confusing as fuck," I said, continuing to read the book the wrong way.

He sighed, and I laughed at the pirate expanding like a balloon.

Time passed, and we left. He tried walking fast to avoid me, but I stayed with him pretty easily. Standing too close, he kept moving away with me just moving closer each time. His patience was growing thin, and I knew that, but it didn't stop me at all. "Don't you have some gang stuff to do?"

"Probably," I mused, "I'd rather be with you though."

He grumbled, "Listen, I'd really like some space. Haven't you embarrassed me enough today?"

"Have I?"

"Yes!" He stopped walking, and turned to yell at me, "You figured me out, alright? I'm not some bad boy like you. I like anime, and all that stuff that makes me a nerd. You almost got me kicked out of my club, isn't that enough? Are you done torturing me?"

It was then that what I was doing clicked in my mind. I was awkward when it came to basic human interaction, and I had come off as annoying. The way he was made me happy. I wasn't trying to put him down. "Shit... I-I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to. I swear!"

"Then why are you harassing me like this?! Why would you, a gang member, hang around a loser like me?!"

Again, I was confused, "I told you why yesterday, didn't I? I like you. You're really cute. I just realized that last part today, though."

"D-don't be stupid!" His bright red faced turned away as he attempted to trudge away.

Grabbing his arm, I tried to convince him, "I'm fucking serious. I like you a lot. I think I have for a long time. What can I do to make you believe me."

He stopped to consider it before pulling away, and turning around, "It doesn't matter. You wouldn't do it anyway."

"I'll do anything! Please, just give me a chance..."

Though, I thought he'd walk away again, he sighed and looked back at me, "You have to promise to behave. At least, when we are around other people. No rough housing, and no foul language. You have to act like you are not part of a gang."

With a huge grin on my face, I agreed, "I'll fucking do it!"

We were together. At least, in my mind. He seemed to think of me as a puppy who he could rely on. It wasn't his fault, I knew. I still had to prove that I was dedicated to this. The days passed by easily, and I got to stay beside him. Things might have stayed that way if I had kept appearances with my gang as well, but I lost all will to even do that.

All there was to me was my Sjin, and soon that caused a problem with my gang. Not only was I some lovesick puppy. I was a lovesick puppy over a guy. When I finally made it to a gang meeting after weeks of being absent, I was pounded on, but I didn't heed.

"Fucking pussy!" The sound of one familiar voice spit at me as a foot was slammed into my face. "You are a disgrace!"

There was blood everywhere, and bruises all over, but I spoke up to them without bringing any attention to it, "Call me what you want. I've chosen him over this goddamn so called gang. If anything, you are the fucking pussies here. We were friends once. We were family once. I'm glad I'm leaving. At least I can say, I never hurt anyone who didn't deserve it, so fuck you! Fuck all of you!"

The next thing, I knew, I woke up in a garbage bin in the middle of nowhere. My body ached, but I had a much more important thing to worry about. Sjin had no idea of this. He was in trouble.

I ran. I ran farther and faster than ever. Through all my stalking, I had learned where he lived. Throwing rocks at his window, I waited... I waited some more, and then I felt myself breathe out in relief as he came to the window to see me. He was safe. He was motherfucking safe.

With my broken body, I climbed up to him, and tumbled through the window. Kneeling beside me, he held me closely, but there wasn't much he could do, and besides the pain, I would heal in time. "Hey, Sjinny?"

"S-Sipsy?"

Looking up at his beautiful face, I smiled. He was the change. He was the escape. I needed him so badly. "I'm not a gang member anymore. I gave it all up for you, and I got a hell of a beating for it. Well... All I'm trying to say here is, I fucking did it. I did everything you said. If you don't want to be with me now, I think I may just die here so... So what's your answer, Sjinny? Please tell me..."

Like a gorgeous waterfall, the tears fell from his eyes, and he held me softly, "I- I want to be with you! I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I'm sorry you got hurt!"

Tears fell from my eyes as well. I was in so much pain, but in his arms, I had reached nirvana. Things were going to be okay, but first I needed to finish things, "I accept your apology. Can you get the gun that I hid underneath your bed, please?"

"You did what?"

A/N: So, that's how two giant dorks fell in love. Thank you for reading. I love you, and your face.