Moments Before Dawn

Overwatch

I don't think you realize how much I love you, I dunno what it is. What makes you think how you look could ever make me feel different about you or even dissipate my love for you. I know sometimes I may not seem like it, I may not have a job yet, or any push to get a place near you when I know I should have been at it awhile ago. This is foreign to me, however, I have no excuse. I will work hard to see you Jin, but I've been like this for so long. Immobile and never making a move or a stance for anyone, I planned on spending my whole summer alone, playing games and doing nothing. I wanted to do nothing and be nothing, for no one to notice me and in return I wouldn't acknowledge them either. I wanted to spend my life doing this, I never thought I needed anyone. I went to gamestop one day, looking forward to buying a few games with my money I received from my 18th birthday. I had received 100$ from my father and I decided to spend it all here. I seen Battleborn for a mere 7$, damn what a deal! However, something else caught my attention. The game with large bolded text reading one word, "Overwatch", OH! I have heard of this one before and it is made by Blizzard the same creators of WoW, it would make an interesting game, however, the used game was still around 59$, and I really wanted another game. "Shadows of Mordor" a game jeering at me, challenging me to get it. Ugh, fine. I got both and wasn't able to get the game I was originally going to which was battle born, which shamefully hung its head in shame in the 5 dollar bin. I left and thought nothing of it, but this game was going to lead me to my soul mate, my one and only.

At first, the game was bare minimal to me. "I can just return it then", I decided. It was very unfortunate, it was a Blizzard game it should be top notch. I played Shadows of Mordor for a few days, sneaking a peek at Overwatch, its claws raking deep inside my head, clawing at me for a hold and final it hoists itself up. I try again at Overwatch, taking a liking to some jumpy 19-year old gamer chick in a mecha. I didn't turn back, I was at it for weeks, months even. Then it was mid- February, I played alone and bothered no one. A day was just a day, they strolled past like insignificant dust particles making their way around me and don't linger for a moment at my passing. The skies were gray, the people were gray, everything was gray, it was bleak and so was I. The once fun merry-go-round had lost its luster, lost its speed, its effect on me. Even when someone would push it to full speed again, I would just stare forward at the images I got to see repeatedly not knowing there was more to see. That I could get off, that there were others in the same boat as me, others that would like to join me on this ride, that may like to see things that I had seen, to relive what I had lived. One day, I was minding my own business, I had joined a group who then invited me to their party. It was out of the blue, but I was use to it, I'd just tell them that I had no mic.

They said nothing to me, but I got to hear them laugh and they were kidn to me, even though I didn't say a word. They were very funny and continually made me laugh through the matches. However, I had nothing to stay awake for, though I wanted to stay up, I didn't. But wait! There was someone who stood out from the rest of the party, such a cute voice and her laugh rang through my head and sent a shiver through my spine. Wow, she's so cute. Everytime she made a joke and others would laugh with her, I would laugh too. I sat the entire matching listening to her, her voice causing me to blush and burst out in laughter. I was getting that fuzzy feeling I get whenever I begin to like a girl. I was much too shy to speak to her, however, reluctant I was to leave the party. To leave her. I didn't know her, but she made me feel different than my other crushes, where I'd blush and just turn away from them, hoping they wouldn't interact with me in fear of them. In fear of anything more than just acquaintances, This girl... I felt like I wanted to talk to her, I was scared yes, but I didn't want to turn away. I wanted to fight the instincts to run. To dive deep below the depths of my mind to get away, to wallow in my self pity and wait for her to pass. I wanted to run up to her, to be there for her. I felt a great urge to just be there. I went to bed smiling a goofy smile and hoping the day at school would go by fast so I could come home and maybe get a chance to hear her again.