The door opened, and you were faced with a young man about your age. He filled the whole doorframe with his height, though he was kind of lanky looking. A few brown fluffy curls stuck out from underneath his beanie, and he wore glasses, looking down at you. "Oh, you are rather tall." You said, the words slipping out of you before you could stop yourself. You clamped your mouth shut before the rest of the thought could slip out as well - he was rather fit, too. He blinked quizzically. "Um, sorry?"

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

24 new emails looked back at you from the screen. You could feel the headache setting in, but you opened your email anyway, looking through the new messages. Two from your statistics professor, about a new assignment, another one from the RA in the dorm building, one from the admissions office, about your application to the study abroad program, one from your American history professor- Hold the phone. You rapidly clicked on the email from the admissions office, scanning through the paragraphs. Reviewing your application to the program... taking into account your grades and your major... looking at schools in the area... pleased to say we can accept you into the program. Accepted. Part of you had forgotten that you had applied in the first place; it had been months ago back at the end of last semester, and then you had gone home for the summer and put it behind you. But being back at school had brought it to the forefront of your mind again. This was great. You had needed some good news today. Turning up the music, you danced out of your desk chair and jumped around the room a little, excited. You were going to Mexico for a semester. You could already picture it now - warm weather, good food, and firsthand experience speaking Spanish for at least six months, maybe more. Not to mention all the adventures you could have in a foreign country. This would be something you would remember for years, and just thinking about it made your day better.

"Can I tell you a secret?" he says in a hushed voice in the ill-illuminated room. "Spill," I smiled, thinking it was going to be something stupid like he peed his bed till he was six. Those were the kind of secrets we've been blurting out for the past thirty minutes as the tiredness of the late night got to us. "I'm Dream." he said in total seriousness, "Like the minecraft youtuber." I was quiet for a second before I laughed out loud.

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Y/n is small streamer with over 200 views that also has an interest with editing and film, her life simply turns with a single tweet from one of her favorite creators _________________________ hello this is a wilbur soot fanfic if anyone mentioned in the story is uncomfortable with this i will take it down dont be afraid to contact me! <3 this story will have NO SMUT I will never ever have smut in my story's this will also include a few other streamers/youtubers ⚠ Has adult language ⚠ ·PLEASE READ· I am very new to writing so please leave suggestions for this book I will greatly apreatiate it <3

You're just about done with life in New York. Days are long and tiring, or at least they are until a man, Ranboo, moves into your apartment building. You don't think much of him when you first bump into him, and you would never have realised he would become your best friend, your soulmate, the one person in life that you trust. Written by: SophiethedevilYT Amazingly edited by: my fabulous friend who doesn't want her name on here so let's call her BadCactusHalo ;3 !!Disclaimer!! When posting this, Ranboo hasn't said that he isn't comfortable with people writing fanfics, but if he ever does I will take this straight down! Also! There will be NO smut in here due to the fact RANBOO IS A MINOR! Thanks. !!Trigger warning!! Depression and anxiety Panic attacks Suicidal thoughts

What happens when you move next door to Ranboo your favorite streamer? I don't quite know 😏 read and find out Also if ranboo ever finds this no u didnt