Quackity the popular kid and Wilbur the smartest in the whole highschool, who knew they would both like hanging out in a janitors closet together? This is my second fanfic so hope you guys like it :D
Wilbur struggled his whole life with overwhelming expectations. He felt as though he would never be good enough, he felt like a screw up. When screw up meets screw up, can they fix each other? Or will they just become a dumpster fire of trauma? This is my attempt at writing first person, I strongly prefer writing thi...