A Shared Past (A Hyuuga Ryuuya x Reader/OC fanfiction)

A Shared Past (A Hyuuga Ryuuya x Reader/OC fanfiction)

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The meds were not proving to be very effective for me. I, Hajime Mari, 26, have been discharged from a mental health facility two years ago, with the help of the Shining Entertainment Agency. Apparently, the agency needed a composer at the time, but nobody seemed to do the work well. So they chose me. Not that I wasn't happy. I never wanted anything more than to get out of that hellhole of an asylum. Why was I in a mental health facility in the first place, anyway? No one asks. Currently, I am working in the Master Course along with my co workers and juniors on the entertainment business. Things seemed to be going well for me, except for the fact that I have to continue on taking meds, a condition for me to be released from the facility. Or that I have a very eccentric old man for a boss. Or the fact that my juniors were annoying the shit out of me. Or that the meds were proving to be useless. Or that the flashbacks keep coming back every now and then. Or meeting a man who apparently shares the same pain but doesn't give a rat's ass about me. Yep. Everything's going well. Just perfect.
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I have so many choices, but I don't know what to choose. Without people judging me. My Patience was enough. I wear a mask. The Unexpected came along. But sometimes I feel like everything is slipping through my fingers. I try to be happy, even though not knowing the way. The music and art became my escape hatch. They tell me I'm useless, not perfect, not smart enough. What people does not want to here. Their comment's sticking on to my head like a Post-it-Note. "They are Jealous, don't let them get to you." But still it hurts. Is there someone going to tell me the Opposite? Will my life stay in the dark? Will I see anything? DO NOT PLAGIARISE! This is my own work, which I put effort in. Please Respect. •Credits to all photo owners used in the Book Cover• •Completed•

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