after you, blue || dreamnotfound

after you, blue || dreamnotfound

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(note: this fic is really really old) a tiny boy in blue slowly slips out from behind an intricate pot of flowering branches. clay sucks in a tiny breath and his small heart jumps. - - - Quick Disclaimer: This story will flit between 2 different perspectives, times and settings. Meaning each chapter will alternate between 2 different perspectives, times and settings. The first and second perspective will be around 13 years apart from eachother.
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George hasn't had an easy life after being diagnosed with autism. Going to a public school as an autistic, highly intelligent boy, he clearly notices the differences between his classmates and himself, giving him a lot of insecurity and shame about his own behaviour. As his escape, he goes to a bakery for hours a day to calm his mind, but things change when a new boy who moved is hired. Unexpectedly, and for the first time, George decides to open himself up to the new boy, Clay, while at the same time, Clay slowly starts falling for his new best friend, George. Mostly fluff with some angst every now and then! ⚠️ I wrote this book from my own experience and my own mindset, as someone with diagnosed autism, highly intelligent and ADHD. I DON'T think people with autism are childish or cute, I'm not projecting a stereotype. This is from my own struggles with autism at a public school without special needs.

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