Cleo was not ready to dive deep into this. She was just a fan, like any girl going up in the 21st century. She never expected any of it to be real, yet alone to experience it. She had to admit it: JK Rolling, albeit a trans hater on twitter, had really done something. But how had she ended up there? And why? Everything seems so real, just like she'd read and dreamt about. Yet, this one boy. He's nothing like what she had known to be true. Okay so this story starts off as cliche as you can get. I mean, if you're looking for some proper wattpad fanfic then this is it. Don't know where this story will take us, but if you're as curious as me then we'll discover it together xx TW: mature content, swearing, violence and pain, mental illness, !male gaze!