Unlike the majority of weird things that happened to me, I'm glad you happened, because I was able to find someone who listened. Cared. Understood, no matter how weird shit got. I found...a friend. And..you know, maybe something more. So let's face the inevitable, okay? ••• Dear Evan Hansen Fanfic (no one asked for this lol i'm sorry) (note: this story uses she/her pronouns for reader) I DO NOT OWN DEAR EVAN HANSEN OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN ANY WAY, SHAPE, OR FORM. THE ONLY THING I OWN IS THIS STORY, NOT DEAR EVAN HANSEN ITSELF. pop culture references (or any known reference) made in this DO NOT belong to me but to their rightful owners -started: feb. 9, 2018- -ended- june. 23, 2019-

Started July of 2018~ You have just started high school at a rich prep school only higher end families go to. You aren't a snob or anything, you just got a scholarship. Little do you know, the most interesting year of your life has started.

"That one? Really?" The squip asked, shocked. "Yes." You replied. "So you got me to get him? Of all the other hot people in the school, you pick the one at the bottom, Micheal Mell." The squip scoffed. Micheal Mell. He was the only guy you wanted. ((Cover by @Damsel-ly))