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Andy had a good life. He was a creative artist, a little shy over strangers and didn't like crowded places. He was adopted when he was about eight years old and grew up in a loving and caring family, with two siblings about his age, Alyssa, a tough girl, and Henry, the protector kind.
The three of them were in high school. Henry was Andy's classmate and would always sit by his brother's side. Allysa was one year older, so she was in another class. They also had the same groups of friends, Charlie, Emma and Kamilla.
Charlie and Kamilla were also Andy's classmates and Emma was on Allyssa's class, but they would always hang out together, with movie nights, fliperama afternoons, shopping, all kinds of stuff. they really got earache others backs, no matter the situation.
Andy wasn't popular, but he had his group of fans at school, who wouldn't bother him at all (because Allyssa would always threaten them if they did).
He was happy even when he'd have a tough or sad day, because he knew he had friends and family whom he could count on when he needed a shoulder to cry, sit in silence or even game the night away, laughing and forgetting the weight of the past.
But he has never been in love. He never even had a crush on anyone and actually never thought of it properly.
Little did he know, his life was about to turn upside down when a new classmate arrived at their school. Andy was forced to face the past while dealing with situations and feelings he'd never thought he would have to face.