Rashōmon!

There once was a boy who believed in fairytales. He was plagued by monsters that danced inside his head. The boy dreamed that one day a prince would come to save him from the horrors that lived in his mind - a prince that wouldn't let any obstacle stand between him and his love. Deep down, the boy wished to be loved. But he knew there was no one in the world who could ever love a boy who was part monster. Happily ever afters were not for people like him.

So he forgot all about the fairytales.

The boy became as cold as snow and as shadowy as night, no longer did he dream of being good, for he was the worst kind of evil. He let the monsters in his head shred his storybooks and tear his wishing stars from the sky. The monsters in his head made sure the boy was alone in the darkness of his starless night.

Then he met a boy made of stars.

It was strange to see the stars up close, they were less like the twinkling glow of his memories and more like the blinding light of an insatiable fire. Still, the boy wished to touch the stars. So he poked and prodded the star boy and wrapped his hands in bandages every time he got burned.

"Stop touching me!" said the star boy.

You're so warm thought the monster boy.

"Stop following me!" said the star boy.

You're so pretty thought the monster boy.

"I hate you!" said the star boy.

I love you thought the monster boy.

Despite all of the star boy's words, he never got rid of the monster boy. He let the monster boy follow him home and sleep on his floor, and then his couch, and then his bed. The monster boy finally slept when the star boy's light scared away the monsters that came to him at night. For the first time in a long time the monster boy dreamt of being locked in a tower full of monsters but instead of them placing a crown on his head and letting the darkness eat him alive, a prince made of light came and burned all of the monsters away.

As time went on, the monster boy learnt that he could make the star boy flare brighter if he made him upset, so he poked and he prodded just so he could see the star boy's light get brighter and brighter.

One day, he went too far.

He threw a bucket of water over the star boy's head in hopes that he could make him shine the brightest he had ever seen. Instead, the light around the star boy was extinguished and when the smoke cleared the monster boy saw that underneath all of the star boy's burning brilliance, was the most beautiful prince he had ever seen. Unlike the boy made of pure light that he had known before, this boy was devastatingly human. He had freckles that made up constellations, eyes the colour of the clear blue sky, and lips that looked as soft as rose petals. The prince screamed in agony as his light was extinguished - it had hurt to burn, but it was agony to be human. But the monster boy could not tear his eyes away. He did not regret extinguishing the star boy's light, for all things are more beautiful when they suffer as human.

With time, the star boy's light began to burn again, and the prince was once again hidden away. But the monster boy could not forget the sight of what hid underneath the star boy's glow.

The star boy would not forgive the monster boy for extinguishing his light that day, but he still would not push the monster boy away entirely, for the secret that the star boy kept locked inside his chest, was that he had grown to love the monster boy as well.

With time came distance and the boys made of shadows and light were separated by miles. The boy with a monstrous heart went in search of the day - he could only rely on a single star for so long. For years he searched until he found a home in the twilight, where his shadowy form could exist closer to the dawn. With more light around him, the monsters in his head grew quieter, though they never went away. Nothing could banish them quite like his prince of stars.

One day, the monster boy and the star boy met again. The star boy was angry, for the monster boy had not told him he was leaving before he disappeared towards the dawn - somewhere the star boy could not follow.

"I hate you" said the star boy, who was angry that he still loved the boy cloaked in shadows.

I love you thought the monster boy, who had fallen for the prince of the night sky yet again.

There was once a boy who believed in fairytales. He may not have been saved the from monsters in his head, but one day a prince did come to save him from the horrors that lived in the outside world. The prince did not let villains or demons or dragons stand between him and the boy he had grown to love, and perhaps if they could learn to be together again, happily ever after might be possible for people like them.

There once was a boy who believed in fairytales. He was plagued by monsters that danced inside his head. The boy dreamed that one day a prince would come to save him from the horrors that lived in his mind - a prince that wouldn't let any obstacle stand between him and his love. Deep down, the boy wished to be loved. But he knew there was no one in the world who could ever love a boy who was part monster. Happily ever afters were not for people like him.

So he forgot all about the fairytales.

The boy became as cold as snow and as shadowy as night, no longer did he dream of being good, for he was the worst kind of evil. He let the monsters in his head shred his storybooks and tear his wishing stars from the sky. The monsters in his head made sure the boy was alone in the darkness of his starless night.

Then he met a boy made of stars.

It was strange to see the stars up close, they were less like the twinkling glow of his memories and more like the blinding light of an insatiable fire. Still, the boy wished to touch the stars. So he poked and prodded the star boy and wrapped his hands in bandages every time he got burned.

"Stop touching me!" said the star boy.

You're so warm thought the monster boy.

"Stop following me!" said the star boy.

You're so pretty thought the monster boy.

"I hate you!" said the star boy.

I love you thought the monster boy.

Despite all of the star boy's words, he never got rid of the monster boy. He let the monster boy follow him home and sleep on his floor, and then his couch, and then his bed. The monster boy finally slept when the star boy's light scared away the monsters that came to him at night. For the first time in a long time the monster boy dreamt of being locked in a tower full of monsters but instead of them placing a crown on his head and letting the darkness eat him alive, a prince made of light came and burned all of the monsters away.

As time went on, the monster boy learnt that he could make the star boy flare brighter if he made him upset, so he poked and he prodded just so he could see the star boy's light get brighter and brighter.

One day, he went too far.

He threw a bucket of water over the star boy's head in hopes that he could make him shine the brightest he had ever seen. Instead, the light around the star boy was extinguished and when the smoke cleared the monster boy saw that underneath all of the star boy's burning brilliance, was the most beautiful prince he had ever seen. Unlike the boy made of pure light that he had known before, this boy was devastatingly human. He had freckles that made up constellations, eyes the colour of the clear blue sky, and lips that looked as soft as rose petals. The prince screamed in agony as his light was extinguished - it had hurt to burn, but it was agony to be human. But the monster boy could not tear his eyes away. He did not regret extinguishing the star boy's light, for all things are more beautiful when they suffer as human.

With time, the star boy's light began to burn again, and the prince was once again hidden away. But the monster boy could not forget the sight of what hid underneath the star boy's glow.

The star boy would not forgive the monster boy for extinguishing his light that day, but he still would not push the monster boy away entirely, for the secret that the star boy kept locked inside his chest, was that he had grown to love the monster boy as well.

With time came distance and the boys made of shadows and light were separated by miles. The boy with a monstrous heart went in search of the day - he could only rely on a single star for so long. For years he searched until he found a home in the twilight, where his shadowy form could exist closer to the dawn. With more light around him, the monsters in his head grew quieter, though they never went away. Nothing could banish them quite like his prince of stars.

One day, the monster boy and the star boy met again. The star boy was angry, for the monster boy had not told him he was leaving before he disappeared towards the dawn - somewhere the star boy could not follow.

"I hate you" said the star boy, who was angry that he still loved the boy cloaked in shadows.

I love you thought the monster boy, who had fallen for the prince of the night sky yet again.

There was once a boy who believed in fairytales. He may not have been saved the from monsters in his head, but one day a prince did come to save him from the horrors that lived in the outside world. The prince did not let villains or demons or dragons stand between him and the boy he had grown to love, and perhaps if they could learn to be together again, happily ever after might be possible for people like them.