They Both Die at the End (Death-Cast, #1)

by Adam Silvera

I am forcing myself out of this apartment. It has been both my sanctuary and my prison

He once told me that stories can make someone immortal as long as someone else is willing to listen.

No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.

But having the kind of fun that seems daring and embarrassing in front of strangers requires a special bravery.

No one will be around to judge me tomorrow. No one will send messages to friends about the lame kid who had no rhythm. And in this moment, how stupid it was to care hits me like a punch to the face. I wasted time and missed fun because I cared about the wrong things.