hello!
i should probably take the time to mention that this story had a very rough outline. new guy > get close somehow > date. i apologize if it's messy.
if you have any feedback on ways i could make this story better, please send it! if i don't reply, don't worry. i most likely have already read it and literally cannot reply. you can also send suggestions to me on instagram (@ imonlysafehere).
im going to try to update at least three times a week, containing multiple chapters since they're short.
before i forget, change your font to Times New Roman for the best reading experience. and also i am not proud of a lot of these poems. im really only proud of midnight and birthday and i hate library with a burning passion. i hated it so much, i just completely removed it! but really it was so bad.
anyways, hope you enjoy!
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