We are not throwing away our shot!

Alex is new.

New to New York.

New to actual civilization.

But more importantly.

He's new to having friends for the first time.

He's new to not feeling insecure

He's new to having the satisfaction of roasting Jeffershit. (but he embraces it)

He's new to love

He loves his friends

He loves a certain freckled boy

But in some ways,

Alex is familiar.

Familiar to hatred

Familiar to getting the shit beat out of him by a certain Jeffershit.

Familiar to losing everything

So he hides

But what happens when

That certain freckled boy

Returns the favor?

Warning:cursing
Warning:suicidal thoughts/actions

Take notice:I AM NOT WRITING SMUT YOU SICK DEMONs
None of the art is mine,unless I say otherwise!

By me...no shit..