Killian is a demure and quiet 19 year-old Dubliner who unlike his lust and romance ridden peers -renounces love along with all it's pointless necessities. Killian' hate for all forms of tenderness and warmth is so strong that it leads him to actively reject love in all its' presented guises. Loving parental attempts from his unstable family, Killian quietly rejects. Love from his perceived "jejune" group of friends' Killian violently revokes, even hero worship from his younger brother he despises. To him, love is worthless, futile and not worth investing in nor receiving. He's seen how love has motivated violence, how "love" has crippled his parents marriage, how "love" has made the world go mad. So why should he yearn for something so destructive? when he can just channel that unspent energy into important things like his socio-economic and political studies, his interests in music, news and his thoughts of self-loathing. Maybe Killian doesn't understand how Love is fundamental and that resisting it doesn't take from the fact that love is necessary no matter its' presented appearance. Or maybe he has and in observing, judged it as no good. But how much longer can Killian allow his childhood experiences of "love" to continue to construct his reality? And what or who will it take for Killian to finally look up and see he is worthy of love, tenderness and warmth?