An, is an average girl. Her looks, talents, everything is average unlike her really talented younger brother whom their parents love dearly. They praised, and praised him until, they found new factors in his person to praise all over again.
An, short form for ''Anonymous'' is her name. Don't ask 'Why', just bear with it.
What shall we call the city she lives in? ...hm.. let's just call it city A. Yes. She live in city A and is a Student. A student in the Cultural and Literature Department in University X. It's a rather prestigious college( not really). It's only an exaggeration for folks of their status who don't have enough money to last even a month. An's parents sent her here in high hopes of seeing their beloved daughter graduate and see her excelling in life. That's what she thought too.
An doesn't come from an affluent background, one that she thinks she has any reason to brag about like the other kids. Her father works day-in-day-out as a government employee.
Seriously capitalism is breaking everyone's bones.
Her mother is a housewife who spends 24*7 laboring in household chores and taking care of everyone. Her younger brother is, however, different... Unlike herself He has talent.
An spends her days like a robot. Living a monotonous life of waking up, breakfast, going to school, dinner,sleep, wake-up, and repeat the whole routine all over again.
She didn't interest in the gossips of boys. No. Her relationship with her friends is strong and all but sometimes she feels disconnected. Otherwise, everything is going as usual.
It was one of these days when she was passing by the corridors of her school that she came across her classmates conversing about the secret passage through the back alley of their school.
They said,that if you take this path you will reach a dead end,the fenced iron nets blocking way to the dried up sewage canal. If you can cross the fence, you can easily cross the sewage canal now dried up, creating a path to cross to the other side of the city. That side, across the canal is like a realm of its own. People from all walks of life mingle in the narrow winding streets. Teeming with people, filled with smoke and stench of God-knows-what, its a thrilling road to walk. If you walk further past the street, you will soon find yourself dazzled by the shimmering glow of the world outside and past this downtrodden street loitered with delinquents.
This other side of the street is not exactly a street to be honest, but an entire district populated completely with the upper-class elite group of the society. Their finery of clothes, their vehicles, their jewellery, their gaits, their flawlessly perfect visages might blind your eyes with their wealth. The entire area is occupied by establishments that you have never heard their names of. Its like entering heaven and the people glided effortlessly down the majestic posh street like angels, a breathtaking view.
And, An did exactly that. Following her memory of the details from the conversation.
Well, she had time to kill so why not?
An , a novice sneaking into this part of the district is thunderstruck by its opulence. She has never seen so much wealthy class elites gathered in one place reeking of luxury.
After being stuck in a daze for sometime, she shook herself out of it like a dog out of water.
She felt out of place, like a fish out of water. Everywhere she looked, she saw people dressed in the latest fashion, with perfect hair and skin, carrying themselves with an aura of confidence and privilege. An felt shabby and underdressed compared to all these high-society people.
Slowly, she slid her hand inside her pockets where a bunch of crinckly notes lay massed.
She gave the notes a light squeeze, as if signalling them to get ready for something. Eyes narrowed, a glint of sharp resolution passed through them.
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