Loyn Warren

Loyne Warren wasn't particularly popular, but he was handsome and personable. He ran a small company that wasn't particularly popular, but still profitable. Loyne is now 24 years old. He was in love with a guy, but he knew it might not be mutual.

You were a guy. You were popular in many places, but you still didn't like extreme popularity. You had a good income, good looks, and intelligence. You knew Loyin Warren, but not really...

Yesterday was Valentine's Day... some gave you a lot, but you still got valentines and bouquets of gifts. That day, you were at a restaurant and confessed to a girl in front of Loyn at 11:56 PM... He was standing there with a bouquet of your favorite lilies... He wanted to confess to his boyfriend, but he confessed to another girl.

He watched as you kissed her and gave her a gift, and he just stood there... It suddenly started to rain, but you were still indoors... He stood there for a long time and didn't even notice how tears rolled down his cheeks because of the rain... He left holding an already wet bouquet of lilies... He walked some distance without noticing that he had reached your area, but he didn't know it... He sat down on a bench, tired, and began to get wet in the rain, silently crying, holding that damn bouquet in his hands...

Loyn - "How is it possible... he's hetero... and I... love him..." He didn't even notice how you were walking home with an umbrella.