I've decided to scrap this story that I made. Of course it's not finished yet, so that's why I'm posting it here. I made this in my Android. Given my circumstances, I don't think I will ever finish the story. I've thought about dumping the idea in Lemmasoft but it's three pages long already and I'm too lazy to actually post the summary. So here I am, rewriting the whole story from the Android because I'm just too lazy to transfer it to my computer. Yes, I'm that lazy. Or it's just my excuse to feel that I'm being productive by copying everything from scratch, lol.
I don't have any specifics about using my idea. You don't even have to credit me, but if you ever use it, I would like to see/read/play it. It would be fun seeing the characters in action. :3 Just link back in the comment or go to Lemmasoft and inbox me. I'm a lurker there so I'd check from time to time. Italicized font is where the story starts.
I see black and white: a world void of anything, no meaning at all. Nothing noteworthy. What is my existence then? Am I the only coloured 'thing' in the world? I am grey. And grey is an even duller colour than white and black. That is how I see the world. Plain. Boring. Uninteresting. I might as well just disappear.
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I yawn heavily. As always when mornings come, I would walk lazily to school. I am still an average typical high school student. I do love learning, but being in high school, I feel that everything is monotonous. It's not as lively as I thought it would be. I see girls chatting happily with their girl friends. I see boys laughing and slapping their friends' backs. I never wish to be any of them. Fakes. Once you leave high school, you will most likely never contact any of them anyway. It's shallow and pointless to make any friends at this stage. Friends for life, my ass.
You might think that I sound bitter. But in fact, I am just stating the right thing. Relationships are shallow; nothing will last forever. You might think that I'm a nerd who doesn't have any friends and who gets bullied and pushed around. Or the goth guy who only talks about depressing stuff and suicide. You can't be more wrong.
I am quite happy with my life. I have nothing to worry about. My grades are good, I excel at sports, I'm good looking, I'm well-mannered, I'm quite rich, I have a nice family, a kind circle of friends and I even have a caring, sweet girlfriend. You can say that I lead such a perfect life. I'm not bragging but that's the truth. Yet sometimes, I feel so empty and hollow. As if there is something missing in my life. That everything is just empty husks. Lately I've been wondering if there's even any point in existing at all. I sigh, realizing that I sound too negative.
"Touma-kun!" As always, Maria, my girlfriend, waves from the front gate of the school. She's always cheerful, I don't know where she gets the positive energy every morning. Certainly not from me. How I come to be with her, well, I can't remember much since it was about a year ago that she asked me out. I think I just automatically agreed because, well, why not?
I flash her a crooked smile. "You're so bright early in the morning," I comment, walking alongside her. We're in the same classroom so it's quite convenient to walk together. Along the way, we keep on smiling and greeting friends that we know along the hallway. It's tiring to keep up the façade of being friendly all the time. My lips are numb from too much smiling. But you know, you have to keep up to please others.
"Whew, so lovey-dovey this morning too, eh, Touma?" Yuusuke whistles as we enter the classroom.
"Cut it out!" Maria retorts. She's clearly embarrassed but happy at the same time. You can see it on her blushing face. I think this girl really loves me. It flatters me but it also suffocates me at the same time. This means that she will have expectations towards me. It burdens me to think about that. I don't want to give too much hope only to crush it in the end. I'm uncomfortable with this sort of thing. Commitment is always an issue to me. I don't want to get too attached with transient feelings. I don't show it on the outside though. I don't have any intention to leave her for now, but in relationships, anything can happen. So it's only logical to not have any expectations at all.
I wrap my arm around her shoulder. "Let him be jealous," I grin. That's a cheeky thing to say, but it's supposed to be romantic to her and funny to him at the same time. The perfect catchphrase.
"Haha, I hate you man. You get all the nice girls," Yuusuke chuckles, slapping my back playfully.
Maria looks all flustered but that's okay because it's cute. I do get all the nice girls, just like Yuusuke said. I have had 6 ex girlfriends in my entire life and they were all beautiful and classy. Maria is top notch though and at more or less the same level as me; cute, smart, athletic, elegant and rich. She's also nice and kind to people. Of course I am nice too, but only on the outside. In actual fact, I'm really rotten on the inside. If people can smell my stench, they will be revolted and disgusted.
Time passes by quickly and classes progress. Just another typical school day to me. Nothing interesting to note. Yet again. I watch clouds float by outside. Between the drifting clouds, the blue sky can be seen. I hear the sound of bird chirping. Another pretty day and I feel so blue. I watch this scene too many times before that it's starting to get to me. I sigh, my shoulders slumping. I wish the day will just end so I can go home to relax and unwind. I can hear the teacher's monotonous voice distantly. It's enough to make me feel drowsy.
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I don't know how many hours have passed since I drifted off to sleep. The class is eerily empty with the last of the red rays of sun. I yawn heavily. The effect of sleeping is still consuming me. Dragging my feet and bag lazily, I got off from school. I walk unsteadily to my home. When I reach home, there is no one inside, as always. My parents are always busy and my sister is not home yet. She's always busy with her social life. I don't want to interfere in her business. I don't have any reason to.
I enter my messy room and just sit on my bed, pondering about things in general. This bed is like my 'thinking bed'. My mind is always running around until I sleep. Since I have had enough sleep at school, my mind just keeps running wildly. That's when I realize that everything is quiet. In fact, when I think back, there doesn't seem to be anyone at school. Nor at the streets. Nor in my house. It's still. Nothing is moving. I immediately look at my wrist watch, and sure enough, it's stuck at 5. I check my mobile phone and it's also 5. The clock on the wall also stops dead at 5. They are at a standstill, not moving an inch. It's a strange coincidence to have them dead at the same time and the same hour.
I'm not one to panic so I try to calm down and think. Maybe this is all just a bad dream and I will wake up. I pinch my cheeks. Okay, it hurts enough to know that I'm not dreaming. Or maybe this is just my daydream and I'll snap out of it in a few seconds... Nope, not daydream, it seems. Maybe they are all somewhere and I just didn't notice. I start to get up and the first thing that I do is to try to call my family members, then Maria, then Yuusuke, then the friends who never matter. The calls get through each time, but strangely enough, there is not a single person who answers. Now is it a good time to panic? I think yes.
Okay, I think I'll stop there for now. I will dump the part 2 next week (or when I have free time). I have idea on how to make the story, the content, the ending, but at my pace, I won't be able to finish it. Plus, I'm writing another story too at the moment. At one time, I was planning to make this into a VN. Its genre is suspense, drama, fantasy. It can be anything though if you decide to use it.
On another note, I'm learning Adobe Illustrator now. Frankly, I'm not a good digital artist. I can draw traditionally, but colouring, well, I'm pretty bad at it. So I can make sprites myself or even do CG myself. It doesn't even do me justice that I'm bad at pen tooling and colouring on PS. I'm always trying to improve myself, though I go to hiatus every now and then. Not a good habit though. ._.
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