In a universe full fairytales with kings, queens, love, mystery, the good and the bad

(High school)

it’s your first day of not being homeschooled. Your the child of the tyrant queen of hearts known for her cruel ways

it’s your first day and your walking down the hall not paying attention to where your walking because you frankly don’t give a damn considering how you were raised and bump into a boy, he’s decked out in pinks and pastels with small white wings with a kind face

Sorry!