I am 15 years old. My name is Y/N L/N. I'm in the healing coven, because I want to protect those around me. I have H/L H/C hair, and I consider myself pretty average. There's this guy in my school. He doesn't know me well, and I know he doesn't think about me. Listen, I know it's a cliche, but he helped me up one time, we looked into each other's eyes, I briefly thanked him, bla bla bla, basic boring plot, basic boring me. But whenever someone shows me basic human kindness, despite it being BASIC HUMAN KINDNESS, I swoon. It's stupid and I hate myself for it, but I love him. And I hate being cliche, but I can't help it. He's so ridiculously cool, in a cool coven, he's a cool guy, he has cool friends, he SUCKS, and I love him. I NEED to stop talking about him, and so I will.
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Limes are sour, but lemons are worse
FanfictionAn angsty, cringe Hunter x Reader book. This is my first book, as well.
