luck-books

Freidrich Braun was one envious little bitch, and worse was his best friend Christopher being the embodiment of perfection itself. Handsome looks on par with greek gods, rich as heck, and blessed talents that would make one gnaw at their teeth from utter jealousy. He had already accepted the gap between them and had planned on trying his best to live an above-average life, perhaps get a nice job, and border a bit beyond the mediocre rest.