Chapter three: Who will drive my soul?                                                                    Colour: Green

Jihoon thought hard for a moment, his restless eyes wandering over Taeil’s body.

Beauty in its purest form, he thought.

But he didn’t say it out loud. He knew that the moment hadn’t come yet.

“My future,” he said.

Plans, goals, dreams, everything I could ever want … it’s resting in the palms of this boy’s hands.