Ranboo's POV
TW: running away
I dug through the pile with all my old stuff, pulling out a few hoodies, pants and an old backpack. I didn't know why I'd kept it but it had come in handy now. I stuffed the clothes I'd found inside and turned to take a last look at my home. My childhood home. I was saying goodbye for the last time.
I flipped it off. "Good riddance." I knew there was no point. It wasn't like the house had done anything to me even if it could hear me. But it felt satisfying to 'hurt' the place that had caused me so much pain.
Then I ran into the darkness of the night.
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Gasoline - Ranboo Angst
Fanfiction"YOU CAN'T WAKE UP! THIS IS NOT A DREAM!" When Ranboo came out as non-binary, bisexual xe decided they wanted to use they/them and neopronouns. But what if their family didn't accept him? What if they left xe? What if they abused them? What if they...
