Unconventional

Unconventional

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Raisa Haner , a 17 years old girl , dreams to become a famous guitarist with her rock band named "The Devil's Vengeance" , but her plans got tangled up when Dimitri Sanders, the charming captain of swimming team from her highschool, appeared in the picture. Looks pretty normal but...her problem is she's not that type of girl who falls in love that easy, her rebelious spirit, and reckless tendencyes will give her a hard time during this "trip" to adulthood. Will she manage to live between true love and her dream career ? I know what you think , but no , this is not a normal love story between two teenagers , you're going to see a lot of interesting things like car races , rock concerts ,and ....unconventional facts after all. Hope you like it , thanks a lot, enjoy !
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Is it true that, sometimes, when love's meant to be, it'll always come back ? Doesn't matter how, when, why, could this type of love ever be real ? That's what Y\N keeps asking herself from time to time, nose deep down the pages of a brand new literary piece she has to consume for the upcoming exam. And while her mind and thoughts get tangled in a crazy, unresolvable mess, another set of thoughts becomes stuck to the same wondering. " Could this be it ? Is that why I'm so messed up ? " a sequence of words which Reiner repeats to himself each time he looks in the mirror, as he catches a glimpse of the ink that still stains his lower abdomen, the goatee becoming itchy as if he could feel the ghost of her touch. Why couldn't he simply get over her ? How come that nobody else's touch could carry the same feeling as hers ? ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── Hello everyone -'♡'- here just to give you some premises before the start ! English in 𝗻𝗼𝘁 my first language, so be mindful as I try to be as fluent and as grammatically accurate as possible ! The story you're about to read is meant to be FANON, so don't expect canon accuracy on facts and character's backgrounds, as I re-wrote them in order to make them fit my story and ideas. I hope I'll be able to make the story as slowburn as I intended it to be, but mostly I want to have fun letting creativity do its thing -'♡'- Please mind the tags, reader discretion is advised! crossposted on ao3 : @YmirsPygmalionism

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