Reality <~> Virtual

Mila Maniger Isn't a hot guy on wattpad. She isn't an abused nerd in a cliché romance story either. She isn't part of an omegaverse. she isn't part of an enemies to lovers. she doesn't Harbour a dark secret plunging her into worlds of chaos, mystery and lust. She's a middle schooler. She has two parents, She has some close friends, she has likes and interests, she has disinterest, she has a complex yet oddly common thread of thoughts and feelings.

She doesn't have a happy ending. She doesn't have a tragic ending. She doesn't kiss the man of her dreams, She doesn't become a famous singer. she's just.. Mila.

She doesn't know if it's enough either. she doesn't know what is enough. She doesn't know what she's doing. She doesn't know if she's alive. She's walking a tightrope of reality and her own twisted version of living heavily influenced by her phone; the rope reality, the oil void below, devices.

There is no end.

Life continues regardless of her choices, regrets, feelings, life.

She means absolutely fucking nothing, yet here she is. Her own story, her own life all boxed inside of a poorly written wattpad story.

Finally.

*If you know me IRL don't read this story, I'm dead serious.* D:<