"They were always a comfort to me, my parents always had them, my grandmother, and we have some on our balcony here. They cause a rush of euphoria to flow through me, because of all the memories they hold for me" (Y/N) has a peaceful life but what happens when a famous cosplayer enters her life and things get a little hectic. (Sorry, I'm not good at descriptions! And this is my first book so feel free to give tips, advise, and corrections. - The (awkward) Author)