- 𝗧𝗢𝗫𝗢𝗣𝗛𝗜𝗟𝗜𝗧𝗘: 𝗸. 𝗼𝘂𝗺𝗮

.- 2.0/5

'I'm really going to join the 👆♋︎❍︎♏︎...' they thought as they stared at the computer in front of them. The blue light from the screen reflected onto their features, giving them a light hue. Bags were under their eyes due to not sleeping for days and trying so hard to find a way to get into the 👆♋︎❍︎♏︎.

The person was ecstatic, but horribly terrified at the same time. Worry was hidden deep down in their mind, despite trying so hard to push it away. They sat there, staring at the code written out on the screen with hesitation. Each tab on the screen reflecting code, and the location of the building they had been searching for for months without end. It was surprising that no government officials had noticed what they've been planning — though perhaps the government didn't care for it, since what they were fighting against should be illegal anyway. It was so late at night that the numbers on the screen began to look like a completely different language — but honestly, it technically was a different language.

Now, they were no professional hacker. Non-stop studying had been taking place out of sheer determination to 💧︎♋︎❖︎♏︎   ⧫︎♒︎♏︎♓︎❒︎   ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎. Not even for school had they ever put so much effort into one project.

Their fingers began to move on their own, as they hit ctrl 3 to open a tab and find a picture of their dear ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎.

'This is all for them.' They thought as they stared at the picture longingly, 'If I don't do this, I'll never see them again.' A sigh left their lips, a smile grew into their features. Before their ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎ left, they were so close. They thought back to a memory from when they were kids — how they would help each other go through the horrors of middle school, and how they would always talk about joining ⧫︎♒︎♏︎   ♑︎♋︎❍︎♏︎ together. It was a dream for them both — neither of them knew any of the consequences to their far-away fantasy.

Their hand subconsciously moved to rest on their head, as they run their fingers carefully through their hair. Their hair was horribly tangled, having not been brushed in god-knows how long. A soft sigh leaves their lips yet again, as they continue to stare at the picture. It was an image of them and their ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎ resting on a bench with ice cream cones in their hands. Both of them had a large smile.

They flip to the next picture in the album. The both of them had gotten ice cream on their shirts, both of them with a large smile apparent on their lips. They both had seemed mad, but more of in a playful style. Their ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎ had an angry look to their expression, and they had a triumphant smirk. 'I'll see them again soon,' they mentally reassure themselves, 'I just need to keep focus. I can't take breaks. The longer this takes, the closer my ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎ will get to living through hell.'

The realization of the consequences revealed themselves in their head. Fear flashes onto their features, 'What if something goes wrong?' they worried, turning their gaze to look at ⧫︎♒︎♏︎♓︎❒︎   ⬧︎♒︎□︎♏︎⬧︎. 'What will they do to me if they find out what I did?'

Without warning, their feet move on their own. Their body forces them to stand up, pushing the chair to the side and quickly disregarding it as they turn around and instantly throw themself onto their bed, and use their arms to grab the sheets and wrap their body with the blankets. Sleep had finally decided to catch up to them, and they almost immediately drifted off into another world, one filled with more fantasy than reality.

PS — If someone can translate the code in the chapter than I'll add your OC ;)
(I'm only accepting the first person who does it)

For future reference to those attempting to translate, the pieces are:

👆♋︎❍︎♏︎, 👆♋︎❍︎♏︎, 💧︎♋︎❖︎♏︎   ⧫︎♒︎♏︎♓︎❒︎   ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎, ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎, ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎, ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎, ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎, ♐︎❒︎♓︎♏︎■︎♎︎, ⧫︎♒︎♏︎♓︎❒︎   ⬧︎♒︎□︎♏︎⬧︎

(Someone already did it)

(OH ALSO JOIN MY DISCORD, THE LINK IS IN MY BIO DON'T BE SHY)