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somewhere in between
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Ongoing, First published Apr 15, 2014
Ever since I was a kid , my parents raised me to  believe that people were divided into two categories
the good and the bad .
and obviously they raised me to be on the good side . so even now I guess I am still in the good side.
but after they died and I got older, I started believing that people are really divided into two , but this time the categories are a lot different from the first.
there are the lucky ones and the unlucky ones ,
I always considered myself to be somewhere in between or leaning more or less towards it the unlucky ones.


but if there's one thing you need to know about Vincent chase ,it's that he is one lucky bastard.
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Y/N, which is you, was walking around the campus of your high school. You hear something weird. Like the sound of somebody getting pushed up against the lockers. You recognize the sound. All too well. You turn the corner and see the one person you never wanted to see again. The one who hurt you. The one who left, and left you broken. The one who let your trust and faith in people slip. The one who let you become lonely. The person who made you happy, but then let you fall and get buried ten feet under. He's the person you didn't feel like seeing. You weren't ready. You don't know what to do. They left, they let you become broken, they let you lose all hope in people, and now he's back. You wish it weren't true. You wish he never would've come back. Will you let them back in, or will you keep them out.