Zayden
It didn't matter if I was well-behaved or a good son. My parents refused to accept that I wasn't a sinner when I kissed a boy at fifteen years old. I soon found myself without parents and a home. But fate had other plans for me when desperation had me stealing a surfboard. The owners of the surf shop I stole from took me under their wing and fostered me. It was then that I met the blond boy, so full of love and sunshine, who would become the love of my life.
Noah