chapter one

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Sitting patiently, Tyler drew in the notebook in front of him. School wasn't his thing, and drawing was his out. Seated in the back gave him the chance to draw all class. While the teacher would lecture on, Tyler would create detailed drawings of whatever came into his mind. Usually characters or poetic couplets.

Looking up at the clock Tyler sighed, another hour before he was free. He looked back down towards the lines below him, etching away at a face that was coming to life. Another character, this time, one from a bad dream.

There was this strange presence, almost as if someone had their eyes glued to Tyler. Nervously, Tyler lifted his head, trying to convince himself that there was no one staring at him and that he was just going slightly insane. However, this feeling wasn't just a trick played by his mind. This time, someone actually was staring at him.

Tyler's stomach turned when he saw the pair of eyes gleaming back at him. It was Josh, Josh Dun to be exact. His eyes were like rainbows, full of gayness and beauty.

Tyler mustered a weak smile, only to get a smirk in return from Josh. Damn that good looking man, thought Tyler.

He returned to his drawing, now sketching a little faster than before. Once again he looked up at the clock. Fifty-eight more minutes.

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