DESTINYverse/One

People always wish they could stay back where the happiest times were.

Mostly those days when you were little, when you get the most freedom.

But now you realised…

You’re just waking up in those stupid days of your lives.

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Saturday, August 31, 20XX
8:00 am

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“Breakfast’s done, girl! Are you coming?”

”Yes, dad…Coming.”

Same old morning routine, just as usual.

(Looks at closet, fulled with clothes in different colours, mostly pink)

Pink is not really my first outfit choice.

Neither blue for me, it suits more for a boy.

(Grabs a white tee and black skirt, then goes downstairs)

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(picks a box of corn cereal from the cupboard)

I usually have corn cereal for breakfast, it’s my favourite.

(Pours cereal into bowl with milk, then takes a seat further away from dad’s with the bowl)

“What’s got you into that mood today?”

”Nothing…”

I didn’t really trust my dad.

Dad takes charge of almost everything, like forcing me to be home-schooled, for almost my entire life. Never been to a public school before.

Ugh…can I just be a normal girl going through high school, like those in high school novels.

Well…I tried to ask him if I can at least take charge once for a while, and…he sort of did something terrible to me.

All I wanted to have a normal life…like the others in the outside.

But I guess my dad will never understand.

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(Bedroom)

I would rather open the windows in my room then switch on the TV and watch dramas.

It’s nice to see the bustling city down there, especially the sound, it’s very unique.

I first scribble some weird notes from white sheets of paper I found in the basement, then filling in the words and stuff.

People called them songs, and those words are lyrics I heard.

But there’s something…missing about them…

I wonder what it is…but the answer never comes out…

Maybe I should get some sleep.

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Music Department, DESTINYverse

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4:30 pm

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One of the candidate teams of DESTINYverse’s music competition has finished their band practice.

“Band practice is done, you can all leave now!”

”Man, it’s shorter than I expected!”

”Chase, you sure about joining the competition with this song? I’m definitely sure we’re gonna be the losers if we have a band with only four people!”

“Do you think we should recruit some more people to join our band? Someone new to our family?”

“Um…I’m not really sure…”

“Maybe we can have a pianist or -“

“Someone who deal with this junk.”

(Michel points at a pile of unused music instruments.)

”Hey!”

“Okay guys, we can handle this! Everything will be fine!”

“But we lose, it’ll be your fault.”

”…”

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10:00 pm

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I feel like I’m trapped inside a dark tiny room filled with nothing but hatred, and nobody seemed to care about anything.

But the outside world is different, it lights up the darkness around it, like a candle burning at night.

And I’ve been admiring it for a long time.

…

Maybe, just maybe.

I can leave my dark world aside and start a new life there.

I’m going the everything there is in my small backpack, and then sneak into that window in my room.

I need to wear a disguise so that nobody can find me.

(Looks at the closet, a pink dress is hanging on the knob)

Maybe that pink dress can work?

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I’ve never leave out of my house before.

I‘ve knew that there’s short little plants covering miles over the land!

(Touches grass)

I checked on my house for a while, quite small than I thought over the years.

I should better leave.

(Hours later)

My pink dress is almost becoming brown, and my face has a bit of dirt.

But I didn’t regret that, I’m finally free.

So…where should I start?

That world was a lot bigger than I expected. It was quite scary to be lost in this huge world.

At least I found a place to rest no longer than 2 hours.

It was a small apartment that I rent with dad’s credit card.

There is everything I need, including a personal bathroom.

At first I can’t cope with this crowded space.

But everything’s okay now, so it doesn’t really matter.

**Next up:**

Chapter 2