It's You&Me (Teacher/Student)
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*TRIGGER WARNING* THIS STORY HAS INTENSE SAD MOMENTS SO IF YOU ARE EASILY TRIGGERED BY SAD MOMENTS, PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DON'T READ THIS BC I LOVE YOU AND THIS PROBABLY WON'T HELP IN YOUR CURRENT SITUATION. ((I only write about experience and anything intensely sad is something that I have dealt with in past))
Everyone has anxieties, some are far louder than others but for some, they are all the same volume. This is the case for Romy Anne Greene. She lives everyday dealing with the anxieties and ticks that would be kept at bay in other peoples head. For Romy, she must live by strict routine and any waver to that routine makes her unsettled. When he walks into her life the routine is thrown out of the window, he turns the anxieties down and lets her breathe.
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