_wildfl0wer
It was supposed to be fiction.
But somewhere between heartbreak playlists, rain-soaked pages, and characters that felt too real, Y/N lost the line between the story and her own life.
Now, one boy knocks at her window. The other, at her door.
Both know what she's been writing.
Both think they still have a place in her ending.
But she's not sure she believes in endings anymore.