Icy cold winter snow sparkles in the light. You find a park bench to sit on while you gather your materials. You begin to write. As your pen swiftly moves across your pages you notice a man walk past you. His name is Tyler. You grin at him; he just looks down at the blanket of snow surrounding him. You can tell he's shy, it's obvious. You pick up your pen and begin writing again.
The man slowly approaches you. "Hi." He says nervously. You close your notebook. "Hello." You say as you push up your glasses. He stares into your green eyes rapidly. "What are you writing about?" He asks you. "Oh, I'm writing a book report for college. It's pretty stupid actually. I know I won't get a good grade." You reply with. "I don't think it's stupid." He says. "I think that your a great writer." The man replies. "Thanks.." You say with no confidence. Then you watch Tyler walk away.
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FanfictionA twenty one pilots fan fiction for all the clique members out there.
