Welcoming: HI YALL, welcome!! This story is gonna be very interesting and quite dramatic ;) So- to all the simps reading, grab something to eat, lay in bed and enjoy ;)
Introducing Y/N:
Age: 18 years old
Height: 5'11 / 180 cm
Gender: Female
Personality: Extremely stubborn, smart, athletic, kinda tomboyish, outgoing, strong but very innocent.
More info: She usually lives with her family, but atm she's living alone in their house, because the rest of her family is on vacation and are stuck in a different country and can't come back because of quarantine/ covid- 19 👊😔
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Chapter 1
Today's the day. Protest day! The time is currently 11:40 am... Wait- 11:40 AM? Oh my god, I'm late. There's only 20 minutes left until the protest starts. JAHSJD WHY DO I ALWAYS FORGET TO PUT A DAMN ALARM ON?
I ran to my bathroom, putting on clothes as fast as possible. I grabbed my black mask, backpack and my big sign. I checked the time, 11:49 it was. Well there's still 11 minutes left. I might as well eat something. I went downstairs to the kitchen to cook some spicy ramen, oof delicious. While I waited for the water to boil, I sat down and checked Twitter. My best friend Lena kept tagging me in these spec ops tweets. Well.. uhm, they are kinda attractive . Actually not just kinda attractive, but VERY attractive. Their riot gear, dominating frame, hacking skills and respectful manners? That's literally so attractive. My twitter feed is literally loaded with edits and updates of them. I'm not complaining-
While daydreaming about them, I got a text from Lana:
" LANSJSHDJD OMG OMG OMG"
What is she so excited over?
"WHAT"
"SIS THEY'RE COMING TO THE PROTESTS"
"WHO?"
"KAJS OUR KINGS SPEC OPS LANSKXJXK"
"NO WAYYYY, NO WAY BRUH"
"YES WAY SIS, SEE YOU IN 5"
5? Oh my God. There's five minutes left and I haven't ate my noodles yet? I grabbed the hot water and poured it in the cup noodle. I decided to take a plastic fork and just eat my noodles on my way to the protest. I grabbed the noodles, my sign and ran out of the door. 4 minutes left. I don't live too far away from where the protest is being held, so I should calm down.
And I'm there. There's so many people. It warms my heart to see people unite and fight for the right thing. This is humanity.
"Y/N!"
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Fiksi RemajaWhile protesting, the cops threw a tear gas bomb. People started running and screaming. I became dizzy and passed out. Everything went black. Then I felt someone lifting me up and saying something. It was a deep voice- but who? I couldn't hear anyth...
