Every good girl is warned about the bad boy, who goes looking for trouble, with split lips and bruised knuckles.

But no one warns you about the broken ones,who stay so silent, you begin to wonder what's brewing in their heads, whose grey eyes are so hollow with intense sadness and darkness to them. Boys with rings underneath their eyes. Boys who whisper things so sweet and quietly you wonder if he was an angel.

Luca is your broken bad boy, with a thunderstorm brewing deeply in his eyes, he finally finds someone who brings light to his life. Turns out she's also broken too. Together, through battles and unbreakable walls, they try to help each other fix their broken pieces.

Turns out, broken people can't be fixed. They just want to feel safe and be loved.

*****
Guilty for it to be clichè.