Another Lookism Reincarnation
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  • Reads 402
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  • Parts 5
  • Time 50m
Ongoing, First published Aug 08, 2024
My 3rd try at writing a Lookism fanfic. 
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Some guy, not one of those weak crybaby or totally traumatized femboys, gets reincarnated into the Lookism story and doesn't give a fuck about anything other than his art. But that all changes when he falls, hard, for the local mute sweetheart. From then on he's whisked away into a world of fighting, drama, and surprisingly dumb people. Will he be able to get his love and further more; keep him safe and happy?
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Is gay, BL, because Jay my beloved.
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Is meant to be slow paced, but who knows if I'll succeed that. I'm not the best at that.
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I'm also trying to have less dependency on the story, so less time skips or need to follow plot, y'know?
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No smut. 
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Please feel free to tell me of my spelling or grammar mistakes, English isn't my first language so I get confused between the two sometimes. Or just make typos. 
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Enjoy~ ♥
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