Vance's days mostly looked the same - following almost the same exact routine. That was until he started receiving mysterious love letters in his locker a few months after the start of the school year. Is the person behind this one who nobody would expect, even him? Disclaimer: I do not own any characters from The Black Phone! However, I do own Y/N. In this story I will be using they/them pronouns for Y/N. This story is from Vance's pov unless written otherwise. Enjoy :) (NO GRABBER BTW)