What if the tale about the white fury is not just a tall tale? (Y/n) lives of a small inland and she has never meet another night-fury or white-fury but that was before (y/n) saved a girl form death and that was when everything changed.

Your local artist meets the worst kind of villain. What could possibly go wrong? This is a "Black Hat x Chubby Reader" story. WARNING: this story contains heavy subjects such as bullying, depression, suicide, self-harm and self-hate. Don't read it if any of these is a trigger to you. Cover art by me. IMPORTANT: thank you for reading this story. I wrote it when I was a depressed teenager still learning english. But now I'm 25+ years old and I don't plan on continuing it anymore, because I don't have the time (full time job) and I really feel disconnected to the story. I apologize for all the wrong/cringey things I wrote here.