"Mama, why am I different?"
(M/N) was found laying on the grass field of Grace Field House by the children of the orphanage.
Waking up only knowing his name, with his familiar blue eyes, and a scar over his neck, covering where his supposed numbers should be, at age three, he was taken in by Mama, Isabella, due to 'special' circumstances.
With his bright and friendly personality, he was admired by all the children of the household, he was loved by his Mama, who always showers him in affection. Everything was perfect. Everyone trusted him. And he trusted them back.
Other than his missing numbers, he was normal. He was the oldest, the most reliable out of all the children.
There's nothing strange. But, (M/N) can't help feel the creeping feeling that something is wrong, and he's not alone.
(Reminder- All art for the cover are not mine.)
TPN Fan fiction
Male Reader Insert
❝I've been falling every day
since I first met you.❞
stolen glances,
hushed whispers,
teasing breaths,
lingering touches.
𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙢𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙𝙘𝙤𝙧𝙚, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘯𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘵𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳.
─ tim bradford x fem!oc
─ the rookie; s1 ~ s?
─ slow-burn, flirting, some spice
─ updating every other day!!
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