You already know. I'll credit like I'm supposed to.

It's hard to breathe, With this smoke in my lungs. It's hard to see, With these clouds in my eyes. It's hard to hear, With this wind in my ears. ----- If anyone is out there, can they find me amongst this smoke?

Virgil absolutely despised school. School was when he had more stress, but less time to lie on his bed and question his existence. This school year seemed to be worse, since he was being forced to go to a conservative school. Luckily, he meets a flamboyant student named Roman. Unluckily, he's extremely loud and obnoxious.

⚠️ C O M P L E T E D ⚠️ i used a pale shade of foundation for a reason. it hides a lot. it hides the red cheeks either from blushing, or when the skin gets irritated from tears. [Highest Ranking: 16th August 2017, #148 in Fanfiction]