Like petals in the wind, Frank found himself flowing along with the currents of regularity. He couldn't forget about these feelings he harboured, nor the emptiness inside - but the life of a student takes a toll on both mind and body, so he would have to set them aside at present.
Sometimes he wished things could have played out differently. That his birth parents could have recognized him for who he really was. That the Ministry of Education never fired his physics teacher. That he never ended up in this situation in the first place.
But, in complete honesty he was satisfied with his current conditions. Even if he has 2 essays due over the break, it was nothing he couldn't handle. Frank recognizes that many have it worse. People are growing up in abusive households. Children witness their parents suffer from terminal illnesses, witness the spark leave their their eyes as they lay defeated on their death bed.
So Frank didn't feel it was right to compare his donut struggles to the genuine struggles of others.
to be continued ig 😁
a/n would you rather a hunger games style double suicide or y/n falling in love with frank (or alex!?!?!?) because I need some ✨plot✨ ☆
