decrushedlittlestars
a story i'm writing on ao3....
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"Remember when you broke my nose?"
Contrary to her calming passion for the arts, Y/n was not one to stay calm about virtually anything. But the one good thing that came out of this trait was meeting the kind-hearted brunette boy that brightened up her days. Things begin to slip, however, when there's a shift in their friendly dynamic. As tensions rise and his band gains traction, built-up jealously interferes with Y/n's normal state, and it becomes more and more difficult to conceal it. Is it her growing attraction toward him, or her burning ambition to become a successful artist?