A batim fanfic that's not popular, but......f@#k it, I ship it!!!

Okay, I've seen a lot of these popping up so I want to make some too~

It's cold. I feel different. I can't help but think I'm the only one here. Is it possible my friends have left me down here to rot? Are they even my friends...? They abandoned me. And the others. This is the story of my past, my experience at Joey Drew Studios.