The Eyes I Can't Draw

The Eyes I Can't Draw

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jul 19, 2025
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a slow-burn, emotional story about Brandon King-a quiet, autistic artist haunted by past trauma and unable to draw the faces, especially the eyes, of those around him. That is, until he meets the Heathens: five powerful, intimidating young men who unexpectedly become his protectors, his comfort, and eventually, his home. As Brandon begins to heal in their presence, the faces on his sketchpad begin to change... and for the first time, the eyes he draws are full of life, love, and belonging. All characters except my originals belong to Rina Kent. Everything is written by ChatGBT with my Ideas. English is not my first language.
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A boy, a student, a baseball player, a provocateur, a shop-lifter, a kleptomaniac.. all words Matt would use to describe Aiden Harper. Due to unfortunate circumstances, Matthew Cooper, a junior football athlete and proficient troublemaker, is forced to open his home to Aiden Harper, somewhat of a popular kid from a much fancier school, but even so, he still comes with just as much trouble. Thanks to their fathers' arrangement, Matt must learn to share his space with another. But can he ever get used to the presence of someone so unusual like Aiden? What Matt doesn't realize yet is that Aiden Harper comes with his own story, hidden intentions, and a quiet thirst for revenge. • • • Matt's face was reddening every moment that passed. He clicked his tongue, "Had I known we'd be welcoming in a thief into our home in the first place, I would've beat the shit out of you in that damned waiting room." Aiden lifted his head, locking eyes with Matt's dark, unflinching stare. "I'm not a damn thief," he snapped, his tone biting. He shoved Matt back, his stare as cold as his. "Don't act like you're any better. We both ended up in that same place after all." ⚠️ This story may contain themes of: - Violence - Blood - Mental Disorders - Homophobia - Intimacy

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