𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟏 || 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐠𝐧

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【ADMIN NOTE】

✎Welcome to the very first chapter! Here, you can hopefully gain insight into your character! Scroll down to view your stats (simply to make it easier for you to get to know yourself) -that sounds weird- I must also note that this will be in a fanfic format meaning the grammar may not be exactly "novel-like" if that makes any sense. There will be author notes/cut-ins every now and then. [essentially, your typical fanfic]

✎ This chapter is quite short compared to the others. 

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The sound of my shoes rhythmically pattering against the granite pavement echoed through my head. It harmonized with the patters of raindrops cascading from the gloomy grey sky.

The sudden ear-splitting roar of the school bell shook me from my daze. The pace of my walk quickened as I marched to my designated class.

I'm currently a sophomore attending my local college and alas...it was the last period of the day! Nearly every day felt like a drag. The only reason I feel obliged to show my presence in school is simply that I am an individual with goals. It also is nice to not get beat with a wooden spoon by my parents. They're not abusive. In fact, we're on extremely good terms. It's more so, they're quite strangling. They're always on about successfully graduating...becoming a doctor or a lawyer...unbeknownst to them, I'm studying to become a forensic scientist or a detective. I'm incapable of wrapping my head around the logic that being a detective isn't a good job. They're always ranting about how traumatizing it may be unraveling horrendous crimes. Certainly being a doctor dealing with patients' deaths is similar.

Oh well. It's my life.

Trudging to my desk, I plop my bag near the legs of the chair and sit down. Fortunately, I was ahead in regards to work in this class so I was instructed to simply sit back and listen to the lecture. Promptly, I sit back, open my laptop, and start rewatching Demon Slayer. I can always pull up the presentation to the lecture later on if need be. 

As much as I hold a strong distaste for the broken school system...I still cared a lot for the letter in my grade book. Surprising as it may sound, I genuinely yearn to have a successful life. Perhaps live in a cottage near the woods and vibe with the wilderness. I can collect mushrooms! Fulfill my daydreams of blissfully enjoying a book while swinging on a swing amongst a vast canvas of trees. [because who doesn't]

[ 𝚃𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚙 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚢 𝚃𝚘𝚋𝚢 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚌𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚊𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚔 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚙𝚕𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚍-𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚘𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚊. ]

Time passes and we're released from class early. Scurrying to my feet in the excitement of the thought of finally being free from this shithole, I exit the classroom and navigate the dangerous halls...[Be More Chill reference go brrr]

I say dangerous merely due to the fact that, unfortunately, shitheads still exist when you move onto college. To my luck, I've never faced any dilemmas with other students. I've stayed the same since high school. I refrain from large social gatherings and stick to my close friends.

I pace through the halls and exit the campus. I reach down my pocket to open my phone.

"Tuesday huh? I don't have self-defense and art club then. I can go straight to work"

I begin my trudge to the bus stop that would lead to my workplace's location. Upon arrival, I stand underneath the bus stop sign, waiting for my transport amongst other familiar faces. The same six students would wait along with me. I do not know them personally, I'm just observant enough to know who I'm usually surrounded by.

...which is why it was odd when a foreign individual entered the scene.

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𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐭𝐞!

Full name: Y/n L/n

Age: 20

Questions:

𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞? >> (typically) sarcastic, witty, formal -when needed- conforms to who they're talking to

𝐏𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲? >> conforms to who they're with, but to put it simply...a smartass

𝐑𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐬? >> Very single

A/N: I'm aware this (the stats) undermines showing-not-telling, I'm just unsure of my audience's reading level hence I think revealing this info will make it easier to follow along :) Also, a tip for fellow writers! Before you write a story, it is immensely beneficial to ask questions about your character first. This way, it'll be easy to stay consistent. 

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