Everyone has Something to Hide

This is a Homestuck fanfic, primarily centered around some OCs of mine.

Vaxene has a pretty simple life, as a purple blood life is easier on him. Lowbloods don't often trust him, although he isn't that violent, using music to let out his anger. He's kept so many secrets from those that he knows, including his own moirail. What happens when his moirail starts keeping secrets from him? What will happen when Vaxene starts losing sleep? Will his simple life begin to crumble? Read onwards to find out.

Homestuck and all it's characters belong to Andrew Hussie.