Sammy didn't know what he was feeling. He only felt this way for the few girls who came into his dads bookstore, but that wasn't as intense as what he was feeling for the curly-haired animator. Sammy was falling, and he was falling hard. The only problem is he didn't know. - a rewrite of the original art of music, because my plot has changed over the course of two chapters. - WARNING: mention of self harm, war, anxiety, depression, death, and rape. DO NOT READ if you're sensitive to these things. - started writing: september 2nd, 2018
3 parts