Yes, I am not dead, well, almost not dead. I got into accidents. Turns out, mixing your adhd med and alcohol not really a good idea. I am okay, my car however is a wreck. Its a miracle I don't lost a limb or didn't have any major injuries beside some minor bleeding in my head (Well, yeah that was bad, But! I got more drugs!). Got more depressed, dumped, lost my scholarship and in debt. But, I am alive! Yay!
Well, I am rewriting this fic again, just gonna gave some heads up it gonna be a little different because I wanted to explore the characters a little bit more and I kinda don't know where it gonna headed now (Maybe the accidents did something to my memories). I'll cross-posted it in Ao3.
Why I rewrite this again after so long? Idk, I think I am just bored because I have so many free time now but I can't promise I'll finish it and its seems kinda therapeutic? (Since the original draft I wrote before editing is over 100 chapter long and also ended up in cliffhanger... I am so pissed at my past self and the now self for forgetting the plot.)
I'll try to update at least every weeks, but after all the things that happened to me, I still have my job (which is a miracle!) so yeah, don't get your hopes up on me.