i was running and i knew exactly where i was going.
a few years ago i had been wondering the streets of the town late at night when someone grabbed my hand and pulled me down one of the backstreets. it was there that i met two boys of about my age called pj and chris.
so now i was returning as i had done so many times since that night.
turning the corner i saw them sitting on two upturned milk crates, using a third as a table, and playing a very intense game of magic the gathering.
"hey guys." i said, pulling over a cardboard box to use as a mat.
"hi dan." pj said not looking up. "bam! chris 29 damage and you're dead."
"aww damnit pj." he laughed before turning to me.
he handed me the round silver tin that was sitting on the 'table'.
i took out one of the small red and yellow sweets before putting it in my mouth.
i sucked on it and felt clam at last.
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Notes - Phan High School AU
Fanfiction"Dear pianist, Your piano is out of tune, you might want to fix that." Mentions: self harm, depression, suicide attempts and other topics. Feel free to message me about any concerns :) Cover image: https://au.pinterest.com/pin/478296422904626132/
