𝙒𝘼𝙍𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙂𝙎 𝙁𝙊𝙍: Swearing, anxiousness ------ Oliver was about 15 when he moved into that little duplex in Seattle. He was homeschooled, and didn't talk to many people in the area. He lived a quite life, full of knitting, and picture taking, and procrastinating schoolwork. Until he started hearing noises coming from his neighbor. ------------ 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘: If Ranboo says he's uncomfortable with this kind of content being made then please tell me!! I'll take this down immediately if that's the case. 𝗡𝗢𝗧𝗘 𝗧𝗪𝗢: I've never written fanfics before, so please be kind!

"In a classroom? Wow, you're getting brave." Clay laughed as he looked around the room, "Never expected this out of you." I walked up to him, stopping right in front of him, our eyes locked onto each other. The grin disappeared from his face, my eyes red with fiery. I raised my hand to slap him, he grabbed my wrist. He scoffed, "Oh come one, you really shouldn't hit people." His grin appeared back onto his face as he inched closer to me. I stood there in silence and stillness, my hand frozen still with his finger's grip on it. ~~~~~~~~ Was it destiny that put us together or what pulled us apart? ~~~~~~~~ This shit is enemies to lovers trope