Troye Mellet is not popular. He's middle class in the teenage hierarchy and the head of the bitter kids. Cocky "populars" and superficial teens are his enemies, and high-school society his hell. But, behind the social ruse that is his hatred, there is a deep sadness. Loneliness; bottled and festering into complete misery. Connor Franta is popular, and he is weighed down by that label. He's the shyest one of his group, the vulnerable one, the easiest one to tease. Terrified of losing his "friends," even with their constant bullying, Connor's life is a whirlwind of anxiety. He's miserable, but the idea of sitting alone at lunch shakes him to his core. When a group of underdog teachers notice their unfortunate similarities, these seemingly polar opposites are brought together. Both boys find life-altering answers, love and comfort within a person they've been trained to hate. After all, since when did the truest kind of love care about status? TW: self-harm, eating disorders, talk of suicide, gun violence, smoking. (Nothing to the extent of a mature content filter)

Connor has a secret, and only Tyler knows. Or so he thought at first, before he felt betrayed. Troye knows that secret, and nobody knows. Now he is both curious and afraid.

When Troye is admitted to a psychiatric ward following a suicide attempt, the only thing he wants is to get discharged as soon as possible. The last thing he expects to find is a friend, let alone anything more. If there's one thing he learns, it's to never judge a book by it's cover. And to never take life too seriously, or take anything for granted. [Some content may be triggering - trigger warnings will be included at the beginning of any chapters including this kind of content.] Highest Rank: #155

"He's my best friend." highest rank: #237

Troye and Connor have a running feud. Growing up together; you'd think the two boys would have an everlasting friendship, unable to break the bond between them... but that's the exact opposite. Troye and Connor absolutely hate each other; and everyone knows that. Everyone except their families. So what happens when Troye's family has to fly back to Australia to take care of a sick family member? Troye has to live with the Franta's for a month or two. Which means whenever he's around Connor's family, he has to act like he's friends with Connor. But soon it isn't an act, soon both boy's start to actually be nice, but why?

Every relationship begins in the first nanosecond. It introduces itself in a minute, and sets in by the the hour. A new day is a spectacle by it's lonesome, let alone with six following. Seven consecutive sets of twenty-four hours, waking up next to him and falling asleep in his arms. One-hundred and sixty-eight hours of scatter-plot kisses. Six hundred four thousand eight hundred seconds of just being his. Troye and Connor cannot predict the ups and downs and discoveries made during their first week as boyfriends, but they live it like it'll be the best ten thousand and eighty minutes of their lives.

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