Story Idea:
Some of us are lucky enough to live out our childhood the way we wanted. Some get to hold on to their youth. Some of us grow up...
Some of us grow up through the realities of life...
The realities of money...
The realities of being an adult...
The realities of loneliness...
But we look for the light in each other and even if that moment is a half an hour every weekend, it still means something. It is our way of holding on to what remains of our youth.
The sad fact of life is that were only beginning the transition for what is to come...
We are only freshmen...
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