Prologue

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Note: YouTube's name will be replaced with the short form of his name or his nickname, "YT."


"YT!"

The word came zinging through the day-lit sky off the horizon of the tranquil pastureland. Yards' worth of tall blades of grass stretched endlessly, with small clusters of multicoloured flowers scattered here and there. The forget-me-not blue of the sky acted as a backdrop for the fluffy tufts of milky clouds. The sun shone high in the sky, casting long fingers of warm light onto the grass below.

The pasture was the most beautiful place any app could be in. It was like a break from reality - from technology, from the Internet. Step out of the boundaries of modernity and get a taste of nature.

"YT! There you are!"
A young girl with sky blue skin trotted across the pasture joyfully, cutting through the blades of glossy, dewy grass as she called out for her companion. Her silky white dress was billowing gently as she ran excitedly. Her blue, feathery wings spread out like those of a dove's. A smile bloomed across YT's face at the sight of his friend galloping towards him.

"Twitter, slow down," he chuckled. Though his warning might have been a bit too late, Twitter had already thrown herself into YT, sending the both of them onto the grassy ground below, landing with a soft thud. The two giggled uncontrollably at their childlike actions, but since they were children themselves, it was fine.

After calming down from the laughter, Twitter sat up on the grass, adjusting her dress. She gazed at the gorgeous sky, a smile slowly making its way across her lips. YT, too, gazed up at the sky, marvelling at its stunning colours - the blue and white of the morning matched Twitter's logo perfectly, with the blue representing her skin and the white...

Nudging Twitter's arm, YT pointed at one of the clouds and said playfully, "Look, that one looks like a bird, just like the one on your logo!"

Hearing that, she glanced at the bird-shaped cloud, then chortled.
"It kind of does, actually!" YT grinned at her cheekily, then went back to skygazing, staring at the sky longingly.

Those fun times spent with Twitter in the middle of the field of grass were etched in YT's mind. As a child, he had plenty of time to play and have fun, but now he was working non-stop, with little to no time to spend on going back to the nostalgic childhood place. No matter how much YT yearned for those memories again, he seemed to be busier than ever, having to deal with his business all the time.

YT let out a sigh of exhaustion. Laying in bed, memories of his past flooded his mind, and a tinge of wistfulness pricked at him.

When can he ever have those happy times back?

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