"Strangers passing in the street, "By chance two separate glances meet. "And I am you and what I see is me." -Echoes, by Pink Floyd. It was rare for you to get nervous about something, especially since you normally would go head-first. But there was something about the tall, mean blondie that everyone seemed to fear. Something you can't quite pick up on just yet. Vance Hopper x F!Reader No update schedule Finished for this book (I might rewrite it, but no plans are made yet)