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He moved to New York City with a broken heart and a pair of drumsticks. She's the kind of girl people stare at but never really see.
When Mitchell transfers schools mid-year after losing his mother, he expects to blend into the background. But one hallway, one moment, and one girl change everything.
Set against the grungy backdrop of 2024 NYC, this is a slow-burning story of quiet longing, toxic love, aching friendship, and what it means to be seen. Gritty, tender, and laced with the haze of late-night music and unspoken feelings, this is a love story-but not the kind you're used to.
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