1 best-seller (with a film deal to boot).
The wait for his follow-up, fortunately, is almost over.
EW caught up with Yoon for a little set-up of what readers will encounter here.
Credit: Corina Marie for EW
Well there you have it.
Read on below to see how this goes.Super Fake Love Songpublishes Nov. 17 and isavailable for pre-order.
The door tomyroom was always shut, because thats how I liked things.
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My door was blank and unadorned.
My door could have led to anythinga linen closet, a brick wall, an alternate universe.
You only get one chance to make a first impression, Mom liked to say.
It was characteristically shallow advice, but there was a truth to it that I only now realized.
I followed Cirrus, heading left into Grays room instead of right into mine.
Cirrus had already made herself at home in Grays salvaged steel swivel chair.
She drummed her fingers on her thighs, as if eager to be introduced to the rooms history.
I started to say something, then stopped.
I started to say something else, then stopped.
I started to
Cirrus eyed me with growing concern.
So are you she said.
These are guitars, I said suddenly.
I craned my neck back to look at them.
I stretched, sniffed, did all the things amateurs do when gearing up for a big lie.
Are you in a band?
Phtphpthpt, I said with a full-body spasm.
Its just a little band, but yes: I am.
Cirrus looked at the guitars again, as if they had changed.
Shocking, how easily the lie had slipped out.
Youre more than cool, continued Cirrus.
Most people barely have hobbies, if they bother to try anything at all.
Jesus, youre cynical, I whispered.
Cirrus spotted something behind my guitars Grays guitars: the torn Mortals flyer.
I cleared my throat, which was already clear.
Thats, uh, my old band, I said.
Im working on a new thing.
Cool-cool, said Cirrus, nodding blankly.
Then she flashed me a look.
Not just any look.
I recognized the Look from when Gray was still at school.
Everyone badly wanted to know Gray; everyone pretended they didnt.
The Look was the expression people gave to someone doing something well, and with passion.
The Look was pure deadly sweet terror, and it feltincredible.
I instantly wanted another.
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