I wake up in a dark jungle, the only thing being life. The first thing I see is a boy who looked like he could kill me in one hit. Fear ran through me as I noticed the scar running along his cheek.
"Welcome to Neverland."
I wake up in a dark jungle, the only thing being life. The first thing I see is a boy who looked like he could kill me in one hit. Fear ran through me as I noticed the scar running along his cheek.
"Welcome to Neverland."
I guess you can say that I am unlucky. At least that is what I call myself. The one guy I ever liked has me friend zoned, my family thinks that I am somehow mentally challenged and I have the unlucky...