A person with different factors to them would often be called two-faced- yet when describing someone like ᵤₛ, this duality isn't what it seems on first sights alone.
To being viewed as a favoured angel to some worthless dross the very next moment...
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[ Y/N ]. A person who seems pretty normal and well kept by daylight, but a scrambled mess upon nightfall. To say it's the usual hormonal mood-swings of any teenager at the age of sixteen is an understatement.
Of course, why pay mind to such frantic things if they don't get in the way of your life? For the most part, at the very least...
Moving on swiftly, [ Y/N ] Took online-courses since middle school, even when going into P.K. Academy fresh man year. It had been like this until rapid changes were made in schedule, which paved the way to finally implement them into a standard education.
Why, you may question? Well if your child, throughout middle school to high school, had been bedridden relentlessly— finally gained the opportunity to get on out there and make a presence of their own, who wouldn't pass on this?
It's rather evident that with such a separation from their exterior surroundings, [ Y/N ] has formed a slight struggle to envelop themselves within physical situations once more. If there was truly ever a time in which such a scenario took place, they couldn't recall.
To tell apart the bounds of a personal life you can barely piece together is something that haunts [ Y/N ] subconsciously without realizing such. Going from spontaneous and vibrant with bursts of personality to their name— yet on the very same day or hour, withdrawing back into a calm shell. Mimicking that of a defensive tactic, perhaps?
Extroverted and introverted? My, all these labels are confusing... [ Y/N ] quite certainly wasn't one to collect these titles like some trophies to define who they were as a person. Or well, persons. Whomever and whatever we are, does it really matter? People will grow and learn to tolerate us, as any relationship goes if it doesn't start out with immediate affection.
Although shifting the focus away from them for just a second— why not shine a light to the aforementioned friends they've probably managed to gather throughout their years trapped inside? Ah, how their social group is pure chaos yet joyful at the same time...
After all, that's what friends are for. To be supportive and to nurture through your chaotic upbringings. To witness the phases you'll say 'never again' to.
The faces who will remember yours for you.
But besides all difficulties in [ Y/N ]'s loosely held mind— high bounds of zest yet misery mashed into one, with a sudden will to get up at ungodly hours to start a new novel only to scrap it the next day, play a new game to brain-rot away to, or speed-run a show within an hour?
Hell, maybe even summon a demon while their at it when their bored enough to provoke the devil— It's all in good fun as well as to avoid the self-destructing thoughts from within, as we all do.
