The story of the murderer and the talkative new kid, what could go wrong?
OR
The one where Phil is the new kid, and meets the bad boy of the school, without realizing they've both got skeletons in the closet. (And maybe more than that...)
TW: mentions of alcohol, suicide, minor character death, depression, suicidal thoughts, drugs, car accidents, and bullying.
DM me for any specifics.
BASICALLY ALL MY STORIES ARE MASSIVE TRIGGER WARNINGS PLEASE BE SAFE MY BEANS.
This story has been unfortunately discontinued, but there is still a rough outline of the backgrounds of the characters you may want to check out, i am sorry for discontinuing this story, and there is an explanation in the 2nd to last part. :)
(stay safe, and practice social distancing :))
"You're different from what I expected," she said softly.
"How so?" he asked, glancing at her.
"I don't know," she replied, searching for the right words. "You just... have this way of making people feel like they matter. Even here, in this... nightmare."
He was quiet for a moment before responding. "You matter, Y/n. Don't forget that."
OR
Y/n wakes up in the deadly Squid Game, surrounded by strangers and fighting to survive. What she doesn't know is that the mysterious Frontman is watching her every move through the cameras- and she's caught his attention.