"Then who...? Who is more IMPORTANT FOR YOU TO LOVE than Annabelle...!?" Keori's voice cracked, most likely from all the yelling and screaming she was doing. She shoved her shoe into his throat, which made him cough. She cared for Annabelle like a sister. She didn't want Annabelle to get hurt anymore. She wanted to take all the suffering for Annabelle. Hunter finally snapped, harshly pushing her foot away, which caused her to lose her balance and fall over. He stood up and glared at her. "You wanna know who I like?! Fine then!! IT'S YOU!!" ~~~ This book goes through slow updates and is on a semi-hiatus. Sorry about that :// There may be times where I fix the grammar of previous chapters and edit them a bit. This book was made in 2019.

Picking the thread right up from the two running in the halls, we take a peek through Hunter's perspective at a weird, white-haired meif'wa, a perky cheerleader, a blond, thoughtful, and cocky jock, and an abrasive, half-insane, high-pitched outcast as he juggles his innermost thoughts with the constant butterflies in his stomach. He trips up a bit here and a lot there but hopes for the best in all his friendships, especially one...