shadow friend club (slow updates)

shadow friend club (slow updates)

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2 years after the suicide of Diana Hastings, Red lake high school comes up with a new club for students suffering from depression, a club where you share your thoughts with a person, without revealing your identity. The sole reason, for Elise to join the club, was all because of grades but when she gets paired with none other then the bad boy, Damon, she realizes that, every story has two sides. One, that you see and believe and the other that is hidden from all. Will Elise be able the discover the hidden side of Damon? -----------------------------
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