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"𝙄'𝙢 𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙩𝙚𝙡𝙡 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙙𝙤𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙝𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙩𝙤 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙘𝙖𝙣 𝙘𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙧𝙤𝙡 " ________ Can Alex survive her intern year as a medical intern? Or will she crumble in the pressure? ________ 𝐷𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑟: I am not a medical expert so there will be medical inaccuracies. The events here are based on fiction Cover by: @gnossienicsorrows

"I'd just like to inform you that I do not give a shit about what you want." He rolls his eyes and turns to me. "I'd just like to inform you that you're a pain in the ass." "Aw. You're too kind." ──────────── Valentina Laskaris never expected much from her life, mainly filled with distracting herself and her brother from their chaotic home. But when an unfair court judgement and accidental misplacement lands her a room in the male dorm of the River Valley Boarding School, Valentina's life takes a dramatic turn. Especially when her roommate is none other than the notorious playboy, Luca Azevedo.

All teens break in a time of their life, but Tsukasa crumbled. OR Tsukasa falls asleep during a show and Rui looses control of his anger and beats Tsukasa up. Everyone is visually worried about Tsukasa enough to the point where cards and letters flood his room to the brim for when he finally comes back from the hospital. But in the hospital Tsukasa finally notice's that he isn't mentally ok..at all ):3 Do not read if you are sensitive TO: Angst Suicide Gore Swearing Ruikasa Akitoya Sakika (saki X Ichika) Bad Parents Homophobia Cringe Bad grammar Please note that all of the chapters above the chapter labeled GRAIN are badly written, and are much older than the chapters after GRAIN.

The story was create by @Cosmogony on Achieve of Our Own (AO3) The cover is also made by me

"Being away from you was unbearable," Isaiah confessed. "I couldn't focus on anything," he took a pause before continuing "What happened to my letter? I hope it is not somewhere in the trash," Isaiah said playfully, though his eyes betrayed his seriousness. Susan remained silent, bowing her head. "Susan, answer me," Isaiah urged gently. Susan blushed and looked down, "You are such an idiot." "I agree with that," Isaiah admitted. "Me, coming here and waiting for you, it has to mean something," she said, looking away from him. "Hey, I might be an idiot, but I can still understand what you feel" "Then why don't you understand it without me having to say it outright?" --- In the bustling heart of New York City, Evelyn Mae entered the world on a crisp autumn day. Born into a middle-class family, Evelyn was the youngest of four siblings, with one brother and two sisters who adored her. Her siblings, all married and thriving in their own lives, often reminisced about their mischievous yet cherished childhood days together. Evelyn, being the baby of the family, was particularly doted upon. Growing up, Evelyn was the apple of her parents' eyes. Her mischievous antics were often met with gentle reprimands and warm smiles, for she brought an unparalleled joy to their lives but it soon came to an end when her parents died in an accident. One afternoon at her uncle's house, Evelyn sat at the kitchen table when a sudden realization struck her-she wanted to become a doctor. Determined to pursue her dream, she enrolled in medical school, sharing an apartment with her childhood best friend, Susan. They attended the same college and bonded over a few shared classes. Susan's unwavering support and their late-night talks kept Evelyn motivated through the grueling demands of medical school. Years later, Evelyn graduated with honors, her dream fulfilled, ready to embrace the future.

"I'd go through hell and back for you. I'd do anything for you. So please come back to me," He cried, holding his beloveds hand. "Come back to me," He pleaded placing a kiss on her forehead "I love you," He whispered, before sobbing into the hospital bed. ❌I DO NOT OWN HIGH&LOW OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS!! I ONLY OWN MY CHARACTERS AND THE PLOT I CREATED FOR THEM❌ ⚠️⚠️THERE WILL BE TRIGGERING, EXPLICIT, AND DIFFICULT SENCES/TOPICS READER DISCRETION IS ADVISED⚠️⚠️

Bakugou Katsuki fell under the nasty flu for the first time in years. To his ungratefulness, Kirishima Eijirou is the perfect person to help. A/N: This is a fluff story! It was posted on AO3, August 3rd, 2021. But, when I posted it to ��������, the algorithm screwed me over so here is it again! Votes will be appreciated, this took a really long time to make. Two weeks for 14,000 words...

It had been less than a year since Hazel had died. It had been just over a year since Augustus had died. That put Isaac at 18, closer to 19. Things hadn't been good. Isaac had lost two of the only people he'd ever love. He'd always thought he'd been comforting Hazel until she was gone too. Then he realized she'd been the one comforting him. After she was gone it was never okay. Instead of the uplifting guy he had tried so hard to be he had since sunk deeper and deeper into his hole of depression. It had been almost a year; almost a year without Hazel, and almost two years without Augustus. Almost three years without eyes. It wasn't being blind that bugged him anymore. He'd gotten used to it you could say. He had taken his other senses for granted yet he was constantly reminded of the world he was missing out on. His brain remembered what it was like to see and he would never forget that. Isaac's parents have been worried about him recently.His depression has gotten worse so his parents decide to send him to group therapy for troubled young adults.Here he meets a girl who is recovering from anorexia and despite his bitter outlook on life she takes an interest in him. Love is blind. So does that mean this blind boy and self conscious girl have a shot at romance… ♡

Your a new doctor working at an asylum. You gotten new patients. You are their last hope! They have been from asylum to asylum. This is their last chance. Can you help them? Or will you fail? Is there also a possible chance at love? Or something much darker? Read to find out. Also no quirk au

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ┆ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ᴡᴏᴍᴀɴ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ꜱᴀᴋɪʏᴏʀᴜ ᴋᴀɴ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ɢᴇᴛ ᴅɪꜱᴛʀᴀᴄᴛᴇᴅ ʙʏ ꜰɪʀᴇᴡᴏʀᴋꜱ ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴡᴀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴡᴏʀᴋ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀᴡᴀʀᴅꜱ ꜱʜᴇ ɪꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅꜱ ᴡʜᴇʀᴇ ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇᴇᴛ ᴀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅ ɴᴀᴍᴇᴅ ᴄʜɪꜱʜɪʏᴀ ꜱʜᴜɴᴛᴀʀᴏ.┆ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ʜᴇʟʟᴏ ɢᴜʏꜱ, ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴀ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ᴍʏ ᴏᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄʜɪꜱʜɪʏᴀ. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ɴᴏᴛ ɪɴᴛᴇʀᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ, ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ɪᴛ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴀʟꜱᴏ ᴋɪɴᴅᴀ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ᴀʟɪᴄᴇ ɪɴ ʙᴏʀᴅᴇʀʟᴀɴᴅ ᴅʀ (ᴅᴇꜱɪʀᴇᴅ ʀᴇᴀʟɪᴛʏ). ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ: ʟᴏᴠᴇ, ꜱᴇx, ꜱᴇʟꜰ ɪᴅᴇɴᴛɪᴛʏ, ᴛʀᴀɢᴇᴅʏ, ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢ ʟᴀɴɢᴜᴀɢᴇ, ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ, ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅ ꜰʀɪᴇɴᴅꜱ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏᴠᴇʀꜱ, ᴇᴛᴄ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ᴍʏ ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏɴ ᴡᴀᴛᴛᴘᴀᴅ ꜱᴏ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʙᴇ ᴋɪɴᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴄᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴅ ᴀᴅᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ ɴɪᴄᴇʟʏ ꜱᴏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴜᴛᴜʀᴇ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ ꜰɪx ᴍʏ ᴍɪꜱᴛᴀᴋᴇꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ʙᴇᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴀᴛ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ. 💗 ɪ ᴅɪᴅ ɢᴇᴛ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ɪᴅᴇᴀꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪꜱʜɪʏᴀ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ᴄᴏᴘʏ. ━━━━━━━━━