"It's Vylad, he's changing -and not in a good way. He's been acting out at school, sometimes not even showing up... and well, the last time we spoke, he'd mentioned not feeling great, like he said he didn't fit in anymore, and he just couldn't bother to get out of bed anymore... at the time I tried getting him to come to you... to get some help, but-" he exhaled, "He just said he didn't want to bother you. That was a couple of months ago... "
Warning: This story is not intended for younger audiences. And was made by two idiots just babbling for several hours on end. If you're uncomfortable with recreational Marijuana use and addiction, intense and unsafe sexual behavior, or mentions of age play, this story is not for you. My co-author and I do not encourage the use of drugs or prolific sexual behavior and this is all for the sake of fantasy.
All characters have been aged accordingly
And major thanks to my coauthor and artist, who is also my boyfriend, thank you so much for helping me make these stories, I really appreciate all the things you did and said to help me continue writing.