Prologue

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RIEL! I jolted as I woke up from the familiar dream scenario I'm in. What a tragedy I'm in. It's been like this for the past six years. Gabriel. I already forgot about him. Who was he again? Ah.

It's pouring. The sound of the pouring coming from above is so familiar. The buzzing sound of the cars and the heavy traffic. The smell and aroma of the coffee lingers in the whole city.

Alice! Alice! Alice! I jolted as the professor called my name for the third time. Oh shoot, I have been zoning out for weeks.

Ms. Rousseau, come to my office. I'll write you up. It's been how many weeks since you've been doing this. Not listening to my class and failing? This is not so you Ms. Rousseau. Now, come with me.

This is my typical day, zoning out, overthinking and daydreaming about many things. What if he gave me an explanation? What am I even thinking.

Alice! Let's grab a lunch!
No, thank you.

Alice! What is wrong with you! You used to have straight A's! Hey young woman, don't you dare walk away! A mom scolding her daughter.

Honey, calm down. A dad calming down his wife.

Rain. Shout. Scold. And repeat. It's been like this since he left. Ah, who am I even referring to "he"?

Ms. Rousseau, keep up. I know you can do it. My professor said while tapping my shoulders.

Alice. It's been awhile since we've been eating lunch together.

That's right, Alice! What's gotten into you?

Alice? Zoning out again? Hello?

Alice. Hey! Are you okay? Why are you cold?

Ah. I'm so tired.

Is that blood coming from your nose?

So many annoying questions. I decided to check it, and yes I got nosebleed. The next thing I know is, I collapse.

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