Dear Author, I’ve been watching him for what seems like forever. I hate him. The need to kill him burns like acid in my veins. But when I come to do the deed, this is what I see, and I find that I cannot end his life. Photo Description: A young man is crying, war paint streaked down his face. He is clutching a sword, and there is a blue tattoo around his visible bicep. This story was written as a part of the M/M Romance Group's "Love is an Open Road" event. Group members were asked to write a story prompt inspired by a photo of their choice. Authors of the group selected a photo and prompt that spoke to them and wrote a short story. This story may contain sexually explicit content and is intended for adult readers. It may contain content that is disagreeable or distressing to some readers. The M/M Romance Group strongly recommends that each reader review the General Information section before each story for story tags as well as for content warnings.