Cuts...

Gina is an average girl, nothing more, nothing less. To other people, she is the happy one in the class who was always smiling...always laughing. If only they'd pull up her sleeves, and take a look at the canvas she'd painted with a razor blade. The wounds cluttered her arm up, and faking a smile was just another chore. Her friends didn't seem to care, and only talked to her when they had no one else. Which had only left Gina feeling so isolated, and suicidal at the same time. Travis was just another average boy, nothing more, nothing less. He wasn't extremely popular, but he had enough friends to keep him content. He'd suffered a horrible past, and became depressed for years, also going to the little blade for some release. Lucky for him, his grandparents supported him enough to help him fully recover. He was thankful for every second he was alive now. He was another one of those people who thought Gina was the smiley girl, he always thought she had a bright personality and was very kind. His feelings made him realize he had a crush on her, and he'd even went to extreme lengths just to talk to her. But the saying goes, it takes a cutter, to know a cutter. And Travis certainly notices the ticks he'd done when he had hid something so dark to himself. Tugging at his sleeves, distant from people. Peevish. Always keeping to himself. She'd done all these things, and he wanted nothing more than to pull her out of the darkness. And eventually, they open up to each other, spilling their whole lives out in one night. Then making Gina realize how much she fell for. Travis is a recovered self-harmer, and even though Gina triggered him more than anything, he'll risk his own safety to save the girl he slowly falls in love with...