Trapped in my Worst Novel

Daily life before the start [2]

Art.

It was an important part of my life.

It had its highs and lows but i still loved it.

I remembered the first time I was recognized for drawing well.

It was a nice feeling, i felt unstoppable

But as I scrolled through my phone, I could only feel disappointment in myself as I watched what others posted.

Others who were much younger than me, drawing beautiful pieces of art that i couldn't even think of making.

I hated myself for my lack of talent, and as I glanced at Soraya, i noticed she also seemed to feel a bit jealous.

I decided to quickly scroll to change what we were watching, and after scrolling randomly for a few seconds, i managed to get a relatable video on my screen.

Thankfully, the short haired soul calmed down from jealousy as she watched the video.

Ah right.

I forgot how addicted to the internet i was at the time.

Thats what happens when someone only feels free online, away from reality.

I really needed to get rid of this addiction..

Yawn....

"Ngh....Hm? You two are already awake?"

Sora suddenly woke up as she looked at us, Soraya was still watching the phone screen while i quickly glanced at Sora.

"I've been awake already..Sora just woke up recently like 10 minutes before you"

I spoke calmly, though I was a bit annoyed since Sora wasn't exactly pleasing to hang out with.

As expected of a dumb teenager.

She quickly got pulled towards my shoulder as usual and quickly watched the phone screen with Soraya.

..Thinking about it, i've gotten a bit too used to this life.

I hated this habit of forgetting things easily.

I almost forgot who i even was in my past life..

Although, i did forget how my own face looked like even in my past life so i'm not that surprised.

Soraya Charoki....Soraya Charoki....Soraya Charoki...

Profesional writer...or unemployed-
Actually no i did manage to pay my bills with the last 2 webnovels i wrote..so I guess i could be called a professional writer.

Dead mother and alive father, only child, college drop-out, had a few friends that tried staying in contact with me even after i stayed stuck inside my house for 5 years.

Cut off contact with most of my family. I can't even remember why..

My hobbies were...singing, drawing, writing and talking shit about people's backs online.

..Wait, the fact I woke up in my own novel reminds me of a trope i liked reading a lot in the past.

Geez, i am not fit to be a heroic protagonist..I can't even take care of myself back in my past life.

How could i try being a hero that saves others in this one?

Or maybe this was just a common occurrence and i just realized it now.

Sigh....

How bothersome.

Anyways..How should i act at school?