I've been sitting on this idea for a while now. So I decided I might as well post it and see how it goes. I want to get back into writing but it's been a journey. I got another story that I want to post, but I think I still have a lot more editing to do for that one. This one's gonna be pretty short, maybe 10,000 words, and I don't think I'll be editing it much. If you find typos or anything weird, feel free to let me know. 

Anyways, here's a taste of the first chapter:

Sometimes pretending to be someone you’re not is the hardest ing thing to do. Sometimes it tears you to pieces, a little more with every smile that you have to paint over the pain. Some days you want nothing more than to shout from the top of your lungs every secret that you had to hide from every person that should know you so well until your throat is raw and your voice hoarse. Other days you want to curl up in a ball in the corner and slowly disappear from the world, letting the darkness overcome you. Instead you walk through the halls and streets, always feeling like you’re on the outside, looking upon a world that would never accept you. I desperately wanted to be a part of that world. If I could relinquish my identity to stand with them, to walk with them, I would. But I couldn’t. So I pretended instead. And walked the line between my empty world and their beautiful one.

That line started to crumble as soon as Risa entered the class room.