One agency. Many agents. Two worlds. What species you are? That is your decision, and yours alone. In this story, a young boy named Yuko has ran from his burning home, Hitaiiki. Will he survive, alone? Or will he be taken in by someone, and perhaps even gain their trust, friendship, and even gain them as his significant other? If you'd like to know, read to find out! And don't forget to vote if you liked it, and feel free to leave a comment about the story, characters, or any constructive criticism!
This story is based on a roleplay I am doing with my newest and so far closest friend. If you'd like to join the roleplay group, here's the link, but you must have a Facebook, or at least a messenger, because I roleplay either on groups or through message!
Link to Agency Of The Red Cross --
https://www.facebook.com/groups/314925175530343/?ref=bookmarks
Order is everything. Her habits aren't quirks, they're survival techniques. And only three people in the world have permission to touch her: Mom, Dad, Fernando.
Then Lando Norris happens.
One moment. One line crossed. No going back.
WARNINGS - Autistic!OFC, Zak's daughter OFC, forbidden romance vibes, very very slowburn romance, ableism on page, strong language, autistic meltdowns on page, eventual sexual content.
Crossposted on Tumblr @pitlanepeach