/A romantic novel with some features of a dystopia close to reality/
Vivian lives in a world where everything must go according to the plan.
Order and security are the foundation of this world, as well as total control and painful punishment for th...
The guy smiles at me, and I want to believe this evening will be better than all the previous ones at the Club. I'm such a hopeless believer.
"Vivian, tell me a little about yourself.»
I can already feel the indignation growing inside of me. Such a beginning doesn't usually lead to real conversation where both parties are genuinely interested in interaction.
By hearing this request, you can immediately feel estrangement, it's clear that a man wants to end the meeting as soon as possible, to check in and leave. Previously when I started talking about myself and the topics I was passionate about, men just nodded and then said that it was time for them to go. They didn't even bother to tell anything about themselves. I have already gone through this scenario more than once. But I can't be rude, so I answer his request.
"I'm 27 years old, I studied history, art and linguistics at the university and now I work at the National Museum. Most of all I..."
"Sorry to interrupt. I just wonder, if you have always had this hair color.»
Something in the scenario went wrong and this is alarming.
"Um, yes, my father has dark blonde hair too," I reply, confused, not knowing what to expect.
"I really don't like this color. Goodbye."
Nothing good.
He abruptly gets up from the table and heads for the exit.
This behavior is not typical for my world. We have no beautiful or ugly, no likes or dislikes. Everyone is equal and respected. Must be.
I don't know what to feel. On one hand, I'm glad everything ended so quickly and I can go home. On the other hand, this incident knocked me out. No one teaches how to react and to handle situations like that. And most importantly, how do I know if I should take his remark seriously, if it really says something about me?
As a result, I do what I always do when I can't figure out what to feel – I try to distract myself and not think about it.
Books help me best in cases like this. They can distract from almost everything in the world, except perhaps pain.
The only downside is that we have strict censorship. There is nothing on the shelves that can cause negative emotions or lead you down the bad path.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
How do I know about censorship? The thing is when I was fifteen, my parents and I went to put the house of my grandmother on my father's side, who died when I was only two years old, in order.
Parents visited the place from time to time so that the house would not fall into complete desolation; they wanted to equip it as a country cottage with a garden and a small greenhouse so that we could come here on weekends, but eventually decided to sell it to the family of their good acquaintances.
