Timeless Obsession

Ep 1: Scientist

3rd Person's P.O.V

The city lights flickered outside, casting a soft, uneven glow through the tall windows of the twenty-story building. The room was enveloped in a heavy silence, broken only by the occasional distant hum of traffic and the soft rustle of paper as a draft from the slightly open window stirred the scattered sheets.

Inside the dimly lit apartment, shadows played upon the walls, creating an eerie dance of light and darkness. The space was a chaotic testament to sleepless nights and frantic work. Papers, filled with scribbles, sketches, and notes, were strewn haphazardly across every available surface, some fluttering to the ground to join the growing pile on the floor. Among the clutter, empty coffee mugs stood in silent vigil, a dozen or more, each one a relic of a night spent chasing inspiration.

In the midst of this organized chaos, a girl lay sleeping soundly on a worn-out couch. Her chest rose and fell with the deep, steady rhythm of exhaustion. Winter Kim, her name whispered through the silence, was cocooned in a heavy blanket, her dark hair fanning out like a halo on the cushion beneath her. The faint glow from the window highlighted her serene face, her features softened in sleep, a stark contrast to the tension that often marred her brow during her waking hours.

The apartment, though silent now, held an air of latent energy, a sense of stories yet to be told, ideas still waiting to be born. Winter's small, cluttered sanctuary was both a prison and a haven, a place where creativity thrived amidst the mess, where dreams were chased with fervor and passion.

As the first rays of dawn began to creep into the room, casting long, golden fingers across the floor, the city outside began to stir. But for Winter Kim, the world remained quiet, suspended in the fleeting peace of early morning. She slept on, oblivious to the chaos around her, lost in the embrace of a dream.

Suddenly, a piercing, grating alarm shattered the tranquil silence, its blaring sound slicing through the stillness of the apartment. Winter jolted awake, her body reacting instinctively to the intrusive noise. Her eyes snapped open, blinking twice in rapid succession as her brain struggled to catch up with the abrupt transition from deep sleep to harsh wakefulness.She groaned, a low, drawn-out sound that echoed the frustration coursing through her. With a reluctant sigh, she pushed herself up, the blanket falling away as she swung her legs over the edge of the couch. The cold air prickled her skin, a stark reminder of the day ahead.