It's a Secret
Description
She sits there, on the same bench, in the same park, every day. Just sketching in her notebook with earphones plugged in. Her hair falls unevenly across her face and she leans into the bench in a damaging posture. She's imperfect: an ordinary girl to me. But why does the thought of sliding onto the spot next to her to start up a little conversation always cross my mind?
Foreword
Thank you very much +DARKSOUL DESIGNS !
Thank you very much IFYOUCAN'THANG !
Plot inspired by a video. I watched it months and months back, and I don't know how to find it again, but if I could, I'd show everyone because it's a beautiful and inspirational video. I've forgotten the details of the original video (xD) but I will try and portray the same message I perceived from it.
Below are my other fanfictions if you are interested:
The Diary of a Hopeless Girl featuring
Inexplicable featuring
Adornis: The Revival featuring
The Bargain with Overindulgence featuring
(ORIGINAL CHARACTERS)
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