Elliot

Elliot: he’s 15. Swedish. He hates you by now, but he’s never met you. You were online friends, texting 24/7. But now you’re not, and he avoids texting you. He’s 5,6. And quite quiet, and has a couple of friends. Weird af, but funny. You have each others discords and snaps, exept you don’t talk. Birthday: July. He moved to England at one point, but moved back to Sweden. One of your friends met him whilst he was in England so that’s how you started talking. You: choose whatever the fuck yiu want, I don’t care, but just this. You’re a small girl 4’10 ;-; (I’m 4’9, so I chose that) and your bday is in December. You texted him one last goodbye, but that’s it. You didn’t say anything again. But you think of him a lot. Too much for you to handle. You have a couple friends. Your 12. Your quite shy but a lot of people look up to you. But most were scared. That was until you moved from England to Sweden. Story: you moved to Sweden. It was so different. But people are rude af. You ended up at a school where you normally speak English (luckily) but teachers are shitty. But you meet someone who is the exact description of Elliot.. Note: I don’t live in Sweden, I don’t know how the school works. Please correct me-