CH1: WASTELAND OF DREAMS

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Dreams, An illusion a human creates to find purpose in life.

I walked in the hallway as the sunlight tear through the glass of the windows. With a paper in hand, I walked. The hot sunlight touching the skin on my body wanting to take away the water inside me.

If Dreams are created for having a purpose in life. What happens when that dream doesn't come true?

Does life loses its meaning?

Short-Answer is 'No'

Long-Answer is... Well...

As I took a right turn, walking past a bunch of group of students, Laughing and joking around together.

??? 1: "I know right!...hahaha"

??? 2: "You wouldn't know what happened after that!"

Dreams are useless when not fulfilled but life doesn't lose it's meaning for those types of people. They are beings that try again and again. Like a bunch of crazy maniacs that they rather slam their head against the wall then accept the truth of failure.

??? 1: "Aww man, I came last again!"

??? 2: "Come on man, Just get gud!"

??? 3: "Hey you guys, Are you coming or not?"

I walk past another group of students leaning and talking to each other, While some other groups of students are going to their secret base or club, As it is called.

From there these types of people have two options, They give up and go back to being the slave of society or somehow with some luck and persistence break through the wall.

Well, Life isn't all sunshine. Most of them lose the will to achieve their dream and walk away the ones that don't either end up as useless waste of space that are depressed or they achieve their so-called dream. So, In short high school is just a wasteland of dreams.

Why am I thinking this things, you might ask?...

Well, What happens to a guy that have no dreams and wants live a life of peace but rather is lazy to do?

Exactly, He is called a crazy and lazy person. Well, He knows that dreams do not come true. So, why put in the effort? I rather waste away in a job where I am paid enough to have rental house and food to eat.

But, No-one would accept that? They will see me as a lazy guy that has no sense of responsibility or no purpose at all. But well, Why should I have a purpose even though that purpose doesn't come true?

Well, simply put... I haven't decided yet, What I want to do as a functioning adult. As a person in the second year of his Highschool. I have no significant line, I want to choose or have no significant thing I want to take.

???: "So, This is what you wrote? What is wrong with you? And what do you mean by 'Highschool is just a wasteland of dreams'...

Y/N: "Exactly, you see.... Sensei, When we enter highschool, That's the exact moment we--"

???: "What was the assignment topic?"

The other person asked as a vein popped on her forehead, But she still has a close-eyed smile on her face, as she holds onto the notebook paper in her hand.

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