The Boy at The Park

George, the college drop out who moved to Central London to get away from his family's drama, finds his peace of mind going on his nightly walks around the brightly lit city, and outskirts. As dangerous as this may sound, it's only just him and his thoughts.

Or maybe not so alone?

Edit: this story isn't yet complete but I have stopped updating it because of exams/writer's block. I'm going to get back into it some time soon though, I love you all <3