The children of 4 major rival gang members are sent to a school to kill rival gang members posing as teachers. An unlikely bond is made when 1 of their lives are in danger. Will the six of them save the youngest of the group or will their life be lost to one of the teachers who works for all of their biggest rival. Read to find out!

"Ooh by any chance isthat a Lemon Demon Sweatshirt" the boy asked "Uhh- yeah it is" "Nice! I really like their music as well! Let me properly introduce myself. I'm Mark" "Hi Mark, I'm Aspen. Nice to meet you" "Nice to meet you too." Aspen was just a regular old girl trying to get through high school when she finds someone she has a lot more in common with than she thinks !There will be no smut in this story, Ranboo is a minor and so is the OC! !There will be talk about mental health and other things that may be triggering so read at your own risk! I don't know if Mark is ranboos real name or not, and I'm not saying it is, I just feel like it fits him well so that's the name I will be using. Started 2-27-21 Complete #1 in Ranboo- 4-4-21 (AHHHH) #1 in Aspen- 4-8-21 (SERIOUSLY WTF?!?) #1 in Aspen 5-13-21 (AGAIN?) #1 in Wilbur 6-18-21 (?? WTF??)

There he was again. The same boy from across the street, staring at you like always. He looked like he was in the middle of throwing the trash away. Even after you talked to him he still looked over here like he had to ask permission to speak to you. You glanced over to him, waving hello as well. You could see him stiffen and continue to throw away the bag in his hand. You closed your book, rolling your eyes. You threw it into your room then carefully hopped down from the little roof perch under your window. You fell down on your back, that wasn't as graceful as you were hoping but you quickly brushed yourself off and stood back up. You hurriedly ran across the street to his house. He heard your footsteps from behind and turned around. You rested your hands on your knees, panting. He chuckled. "Uh you good?" You slowly stood up, nodding. "Yeah i'm good." You placed a hand on his shoulder, a smile creeping onto your face. "Meet me at our spot."