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Jamiya gave up her dream of becoming an artist.
Reality isn't kind to dreamers. She grows up, leaving her colors behind. She works to live, and survive, just for the sake of her family.
One night, she dreamed about a boy, blurred face. Every night, she dreamed about this boy. She got curious, why this boy is giving her something like a continuation.
A boy transferred at her school named Harper, quite but too confusing.
Do really artists found a reason to start again or just rot in a place they didn't want to?
This story is inspired by the story named Lucid Dream, written by Alyloony.