My mysterious man

She is full of secrets. People call her 'Strange' when she tell them her secret, And her Friends call her 'Abnormal' behind her back. Yet she know it all and That's why she is always alone. She is not strange, She is not Abnormal, Just Different, Special in her own way.

She is trustworthy, but trust no one.
She looks like human, but her humanity is absent.
She is a girl, but act like a boy.
She is anything but normal.

Life gave her, A chance, an encounter,Friends and there is HIM.

Would she be able to be more human ? Would she be happier in this new experience? Hatred or love?

😆This story have mature content, currsing, angst, fluff, Don't say I did not warn you.