TW: Harsh words, mentions of suicide! Please skip over Y/N's side if it brings up things left best covered ❤️
Third POV
For art class, the students were tasked to choose a quote or a set of words to describe their ambitions and aspirations. They would make art about it to explain in little memos.
Obviously, this certain task troubled many of C/N's peers–with the exception of the kids who use ChatGPT to just make one... C/N had went to go ask a teacher for some help, something that was rarely wanted in her universe of beliefs."Well, if you want some help, you can find quotes from a song you like, or a magazine." Was what the teacher had offered, which didn't really help.
After 10 minutes of endless searching on the school chromebooks which loaded like it was a competition for the slowest, she realized that she wasn't using her time very effectively... Giving up felt likely, given her current mood.
Then, she turned to her playlist for coping with her life; one she had not played in nearly three and a half years—because lyrical music in her household became strictly forbidden when she switched schools, and even more so once she reached high school. Because this was school, and no one really cared if she used her computer to listen to her playlist, she wouldn't be stopped from opening it. Telling herself that she'll choose a random song and pick the line randomly, with the hope that it'll fit her ambitions well, she clicked a song and it's lyrics.
Similarly to Y/N, C/N has grown a lot in the four years that they'd been separated, and she mentally cringed at the angst that the songs portrayed.
How long was she in a teenage angst mood all day?
Apparently long, because almost all of the songs had some sort of longing, desire, angst, or anger in their lyrics—which did not match her ambitions or hopes at all.
Loosing the deal she made with herself, she chose the song that mostly everyone knows but is harder to reference if the context is something else; Heather by Conan Gray.
(Do not come after me...)
"Heaven, when I found you again".
Had she not experienced the terror of trying to find something to represent her goals, would she not have realized the assignment's true message; to start getting your life back together and choose something you want to do in the long-run.Well, that's not very uplifting.
Some might call this a sign from God, or whoever lay after death.
Others...Well they might say that they don't care about it, just to make money and live a steady easy life.You see, kids, life is like homework. Homework is like having a lesson to find and discover the real meaning behind, which I know sounds like a cringy tv show you used to watch as a kid—but hear me out, homework really are for learning lessons, discovering the real meaning behind things. Like why did your math teacher assign you two pages of algebra questions? To teach you algebra.
Really did not get my point across there, and please don't choke me from across the screen; I'd like to keep my vocal chords, please.
So, that's the meaning behind the assignment. How to actually hit that meaning in her presentation then?
C/N's absurd but fabulous point in her presentation states that the 'you' in this line from Heather, could mean anything. Could be a personification of a goal, a personification of a dream, literally anything.
To her classmates, that made sense.
To her, she really missed Y/N.
Y/N
Something that Y/N noticed, was that whenever Yumi came home from a particularly long day at volunteering, she'd lock herself in her room. Of course, this wasn't trivial matters but she'd stay in there for a long period of time and sometimes occasional rustles could be heard.
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