*THIS WHOLE STORY IS A TRIGGER WARNING* Phil spoke once, not anymore. Ever since his mother married his now step-father Steven, he was brainwashed to believe he doesn't deserve to speak. Ever since he stopped talking 4 years ago, people looked at him differently. People think different is... well weird. If they don't ignore Phil, then they bully him. he is forced to write everything down that he wants to say. He's in constant fear, the anxiety kills him inside. He's depressed, anorexic, and has anxiety. He's harmed himself too many time for him to even count. All he wants is a speck of light in the dark that he calls life, and as if on queue, a curious new student shows up in his art class. Everyone wants to be his friend, the popular's, the jocks, the brainiacs, and even just 'regular and always happy' kids (those never really bothered Phil). But for some strange reason, that Phil will never understand, he wanted to be friends with Phil.

"Best friend not boyfriend. Best friend not boyfriend," Tyler repeats to himself endlessly. He can't feel this way about his best friend, and he wouldn't let himself. But Tyler should know better than anyone; you can't hide from love. Especially when it grabs you by the heart, twisting and tugging until you have no energy left to stop it. He was in love with Joshua Dun, and eventually, he stopped denying it. There was nothing left for him to do but fall deeper and deeper, past the point of being rescued, for his best friend. •Please correct my mistakes!• This is the first fanfic I ever wrote, so it may not be as good as my newer ones! If you have any suggestions or requests for joshler stories/oneshots, comment and I'll write them. This is hella short, but if you like it, make sure to vote<3 ©Blurry_Writer