Chapter 1

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just realised i left my house keys in my physics class. it's raining, i swear it's at least -5 degrees and i feel as if im going to freeze to death if i can't get in. i used to live in a place with a very low crime rate and because of that i never locked up my house, sometimes i still forget to lock the doors or windows or something but today is not one of those days. shit. my car also has a very low tank and the next gas station is somewhat 4km away and it's not going to be able to make the ride there, let alone to uni. what on earth do i do, do i just call the police to picklock my door or something? can they do that? i might just go buy some cans of petrol or something. not the first time i have to do that...

i trudge through the heavy snow. it snowed a shit bunch last night, pretty and fun to walk in to begin with, inconvenient now. i couldn't get into my house so i couldnt get my gloves and i swear im about to lose my fingers to frostbite. oh, i havent done my assignment for computing. neither for maths. maths is insanely hard as i do higher maths and i get bullied for saying it as "maths" and not "math", i was raised in a british english island in the middle of fucking nowhere so im just sticking to what i know. majorly pissed off at my classmates, they're acting like 12 year old kids at 18 years old. they said that i can't be a pilot in america if i say maths how i do and i suspect they're just taking advantage of my social anxiety, i usually just believe what everyone says. i don't have many friends.

i think i'v accidentally passed the shop? i don't know for sure but i've been walking for about hour, it's 5pm now. honestly, i'd rather have been stuck on the road for a bit than walking through white hell. it's also already dark because it's still winter and nights are longer. im certainly certain that i have frostbite or some shit. you know, sometimes i wonder if people can read my mind. i'm making up this whole story in my head and it'd be embarrassing if people could do that. maybe i'm saying this all aloud and people are just too scared to say anything. i AM a celebrity, after all. oh yeah, im currently the number one j-pop idol in my statee, mainly because im probably the only one, but i am about 3rd out of all genres on the global leaderboard. there's an app that shows you your ranking of how popular, how many people have listened to songs, stuff like that! normies can also see it but they can't get an account unless they have an artist account on spotify.

you know, you've probably thought about my acquaintances bullying me if im a celeb? well, i cross-dress, drag queen styleee! however, im not really the classic drag queen, moreso a pink ass wig, full set of ACTUALLY PRETY makeup and dresses. by the way, i watched some crappy animes as a 10 year old and dedicated my life to learning japanese, i had a 2 year duolingo streak by the time i wanted to give up and i just kept going until i could speak pretty fluently. i thought i'd might put it to use becoming the j-pop idol that i am and started living a second life so i wouldnt embarrass myself in my ''male form''.. right now im in my Midori fit (that's my idol persona by the way) and i'm walking down the street just in case someone recognizes me. i really do appreciate my fans so i want to do as many photos and autographs as i can get opportunities for. i've probably already met, like, one-third of my fanbase? yeah, sounds about right.

HELPPP.. I've been standing in the cold for ages thinking about whatever this story is supposed to be. i guess my life so much like one out of a movie that i kind of hope there's a silent narrator and invisible camera crew around me. alright, no more thinking, let's get somewhere warm.

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