Description
Since I was young I’ve been inside my own head, barely peeking out at the world, looking as though through a rainy window, the door to outside locked from outside with a key the world itself has labelled “autism.” I was never meant to escape, until society itself is cracked open, and the key is turned, if only for a fraction, giving me my first glance at the world outside…still with the rain, but without the glass. The key turner? Kieran Ravenwood, and his inability to process rules. A forbidden romance doesn’t need rapists and love triangles to be new. That’s why it’s forbidden. Maybe all it needs is a different way of seeing. ***Story is completely abandoned for lack of response. See final chapter if you are that curious as to why.***
A New Semester
