Something Hidden Female Chara x Male Reader - By Shyboxes

Something Hidden Female Chara x Male Reader - By Shyboxes

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Complete Wed, Dec 10, 20251h 55m

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• I reccomend you do not read this, this is my worst work yet despite it being my first. There is another story on my profile that is under development and editing. Other than that everything else here has remained untouched for over two years. DISCLAIMER: I do not own Undertale nor any videos, pictures, intro, etc. And I recommend checking out the original creators. You are an ordinary teen, or are you? With a weird crystal appearing right next to your bed telling you strange things, and having an encounter with a flower saying your soul is special. Are you really normal, and is the senior year of high school really gonna be normal? With monsters starting to teach and attend school will your life really be normal? ------------------------------------------------------------------------- (This is the slightly edited version for better reading) (Disclaimer) This is by @Shyboxes. I am archiving this with permission so people will still be able to read it. :) I will also fix some spelling and dialogue errors to make the reading experience better :) I also may add my own personal comments at the end of the parts (CFTA = Comments From The Archiver), just sharing a bit of the experience of the process of archiving this story and my own thoughts :) CFTA for story stuff. SD for just me speaking. Both me, just for comment clarification

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