Dear Brunette,
Hello. Your hair is beautiful today. You're eyes are shinning like diamonds. Do you wish to know more about me, Bill? I've always wondered.. who do you love; your sexual orientation. Im a homosexual, but ever if you are homophobic, and you told people you knew someone in your school was a homosexual, it wouldn't get to me. They just don't know who I am. They never will. They wouldn't care who I was, no one would take the time to say hello to a blonde.
If holding your hand was possible, but only if it was.. only..
because im in love, with you my darling brunette, my darling.. my soft brunette.
Sincerely, Blondie
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"Oh look, its Uris, I heard he's a fag," They said
"He's so small," They said
"Hes too skinny." Said he with the blue eyes
"Hes so fat." The girl said with her soft hair
"Dumb blondes." Said the boy with the freckles, "How many blondes does it take to screw in a light bulb?"
"Give him some space," Said the brunette, "Hes only so young."
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May I Take A Bath Now?
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Hey there, thanks for reading! Trigger warnings; Suicide. This book has two endings! The ending that follows the book but as Stan in middle school, so Suicide, and then the alternate ending: where Bill and Stan get together. I will put 'Trigger Warning' for those with the trigger! Read at your own risk of heart break, tears, yelling, blood, and giggling.
"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.