I think I've gone crazy, getting up in the middle of the night to start a new story.
The main inspiration for this story actually came from a bunch of hopeless fanatics in my class.
Every day, they go on and on about their idols. To each their own.
I don't like it, but I won't force them to dislike it either. (It's not like I have the right to.)
But what really gets to me is how, whenever the teacher isn't around, they childishly scribble all over the blackboard with chalk. I could put up with their awful handwriting, but they have to write so messily, too.
It's so annoying. Then they just toss the chalk aside without even erasing the board.
I hate it, and that's how this story came about.
I don't know if I'll ever finish it. ╮(╯_╰)╭ Don't get your hopes up.
I dedicate this story to those hopeless fanatics. (Strikethrough) In memory of them. ←_←
P.S. I'm terrible at writing blurbs. Please advise!
P.P.S. This story is already finished. I should be able to post the last chapter around the 16th or 17th.
I guess you could call that... a daily update?
It's complete, with a few extra chapters left, so I don't know whether I should mark it as finished.
Dear readers, please leave a comment? I'm really lacking motivation...
I'm planning to write a boys' love story next.
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