"The only way to do great work is to love what you do." — Steve Jobs. But what if what you're supposed to do clashes with what truly sets your soul on fire?
Aaron moved through the college halls like a young CEO surveying his kingdom. At twenty, his hazel eyes reflected the harsh fluorescent lights, sharp and determined. Every step was purposeful, every gesture polished — a legacy heir built for success. His confident smile and that subtle eyebrow piercing were all part of a carefully crafted image. Beneath it, a complexity simmered, hidden from the world. Each lecture, every business case study, was a calculated brick in the empire he was destined to inherit.
Then there was Liam — barely eighteen, a quiet storm wrapped in jet-black hair and piercing blue eyes that held untold dreams. Openly gay and fiercely self-accepting, he carried the weight of his father's expectations like a heavy cloak. A business degree, a "stable" career — a future meticulously planned, yet utterly at odds with the music echoing inside him. His heart beat to a different rhythm, one only he could hear. He longed to sing, to unleash the melodies pulsing through his veins. It was a secret dream, whispered only in stolen moments and late-night solos in his room. The little scrunch of his button nose whenever he imagined new ways to share his music was a small rebellion against a world that demanded conformity.
Aaron was built on foundation of precision and control. Liam, a wild melody yearning to break free. Two magnets, pulled toward different poles — but somehow, fate was about to bend their worlds together.