Synopsis
'I’m an Fujoshis, it’s not weird.. ok it’s a little weird for a 19 year old male to be a Fujoshis, but I am and I accept that.'
'But can you blame me, I like what I like.'
'Now that’s out of the way we can finally talk about the reason I’m able to talk to you. Short answer, I’m dead. I didn’t even die how you would think either I didn’t get hit by a truck… Ok I got hit by a truck.'
'I was out to get another BL novel after finishing my last. When out of know where a truck swerved onto the side walk I was walking on.'
'Anyway non of that matters anyway, I’m currently sitting in front of a extremely bright person errr… what I think is a person.'
[This will be my very first novel. And probably the last I’m not a very creative person, nor am I good at writing I barley passed 10th grade. Don’t expect great grammatically correct sentences. I’ll also be writing on my phone since I don’t have a computer.]
