𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐠𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐝𝐞 ─┈
In desperate search of solace, wearing two losses on your hands like thick textured gloves, you arrive at Trost State University in an attempt to live o...
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Here you are. Alone. No plan. No security can. Just the aftermath of a mangled heart.
Meandering through the bustling halls of your brand new school, Trost State University, you breathe in the air of the crowded, stuffy hallway weaving through the sea of students.
Pulling at your oversized brown flannel in nervousness, you take a deep breath and let it out slowly. People surround you, but the feeling of isolation still sits heavy on your heart.
The translucent hues of the overhead lights bounce off of the white tile, making the day seem ten times brighter than what it actually is, making your tired eyes burn.
As students pass by, you take notice that almost all of them seem to be engaged in conversations walking side by side with their friends.
Your heavy eyes trace over them, and your ears listen in on the thousands of words being spoken at once. Everyone wholly invested in their own little world.
Making your way to the front of the Humanities building, the automatic doors open, and the cloudy, cool day greets you instantly. You breathe in the crisp air as it hits your face blushing the tip of your nose pink; it smells like anticipated rain.
Rain in Trost is a common occurrence; sunlight here is relatively minimal. This, along with many other things, is something you will have to get used to.
You are used to bright sunny days and very few storms. But then again, there are many things that you were once used to that are no longer.
Change is an unavoidable part of life, but it is said to be something that is necessary.
Honestly, that just sounds like a bunch of bullshit that humans come up with to make life seem more poetic than it really is because, in reality, life is just unfair and full of things people should never have to face.
Starting over is never easy, and it's even harder when you have no one to support you during the process.
From and a rundown tiny town named Stohess to a big college town called Trost that lies smack down in the middle of Paradis, you are doing what you can to find your place in this brand new environment.
However, the tragedy that you recently faced has left you wondering if you even belong. If there is or ever will be a place for you in this stupid life.
Does any of this really matter?
Overcoming the suffering of a significant loss is one of those efforts that take grit, resilience, and determination, all while feeling like you have none. But despite everything, that's what you're doing—or trying to at least.
