the misunderstood

Sixteen. Sixteen years in which I've lived within the erudite faction. Eight of which years having been told this is not where I belong. Will the facade I've masked my life with for years falter in dauntless, falter due to realising this is where I truly belong or who I belong with?

Also she's going to be a Brit, which may sound confusing but I think it'll add to the storyline and make her stand out a considerable amount more.

Trigger warnings: connotations of self harm, loss of family, suicide, sexual harassment/assault.

This story won't follow the movie exactly, as I do not have the time nor patience to make that happen, although I'll try my best.

I do not own any rights of this story other than Annalise and her back story, as well as any other scenes I've written.