Can pure hatred be transformed into true love? ❤️SHERIARTY FANFICTION❤️

Punk!Will - young, unstable, broken - is sent to a psychiatrist, a certain Dr. Hannibal Lecter. When feelings arouse, things get complicated. * this is my first hannigram fanfiction, I hope it's not that bad :) * Embrace the gay ♡ ♡ ♡ Nah, it doesn't really get complicated. More like slow burn, so slow and eventually some sexy times and then... Don't expect a good story and also please don't comment on this! :)

Die 10. Staffel The Voice of Germany ist zuende, doch zwischen den 6 Coaches haben sich gute Freundschaften gebildet. Vor allem Steff und Yvonne sind extrem traurig sich jetzt nicht mehr so häufig sehen zu können. Was aus der Freundschaft der beiden Frauen wird, erfahrt ihr in meiner Story.

"So what's your type?" "What do you mean?" I pause, looking up from my book to meet the eyes of my dear friend. "Type of what?" She shakes her head with a chuckle. Her head then jerks to her boyfriend, busy trying to figure out a solution in his work. "What type of guy do you like?" "I don't really have one." I reply. "Come on, there must be something a guy does that catches your attention." My eyes casually glance around the courtyard, trying to figure out a quick response to her question. But then I hear a voice speak just to the right of us, Professor Abel happily talking to Mr. Levine. "Well?" "Older." I mumble. "Someone older." "Just older?" His deep grey eyes soften slightly in the sunlight. "Someone... colder too." "So you want someone as bad as Professor Abel?" My friend jokes poking my side with her fingers. I snap my head back to her, surprised at her question. To brush off the embarrassment I shrug my shoulders, faking a smile but my heart is pounding furiously. "Haha, very funny." It's as if our conversation has been leaked when my eyes rest back on the tall individual. The grey swirls are staring right back at me, his colleague oblivious of his wandering eyes. His expression is stern but in the light it seems as though his lips are curled up, making my stomach do a flip. "My type." I whisper with a small smile. - When her enemy of a teacher becomes something more than just a person she hates - Completely fictional! 🤗 Please vote~ #3 - high (3/10/2024) #1 - student (7/10/2024) #1 - enemies (1/11/2024) #5 - hate (18/11/2024) #1 - lovers (23/11/2024) #12 - heartache (04/01/2025) #4 - teacher (02/03/2025) #3 - teenfiction (14/03/2025) #5 - war (31/03/2025) #1 - high (02/06/2025) #6 - heartache (4/06/2025) #2 - school (21/07/2025 #2 - hate (27/09/2025) #2 - enemies (23/10/25)