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“ September 19.”
"This story is set on a certain small island,
somewhere remote off the east coasts of Malaysia, at a certain
academy."
The constant whizzing of air contrasted
heavily with the setting sun. Its solitary light slowly inched
itself into the tranquil bedroom.
"Due to a huge typhoon hitting this isolated
island's school during schooling hours, the students and teachers
are forced to barricade windows and spend a night together as the
tycoon continued to roar through the evening."
Once a room of monochrome hue became glazed
with a rich streak of orange that had now seemed to have pierced
itself through the open window and dark interior.
“ The
protagonist, a student at this academy, hears a cry for help from
outside the safety of the academy walls. Being a reckless boy with
a flourished sense of morality, the protagonist rushes outside
towards the fleeting voice in hopes of providing
aid ."
When considering how even the most minute
sounds could be heard, my voice also seemed to resonate
impressively in this quiet room.
“ After a long while of searching
for what was once an audible sound, a mysterious and beautiful girl
suddenly appears, unconscious and laying flat on large patches of
grass. The sight was almost surreal, the world around the girl was
filled with a slew of activity as the storm-drenched sky showed no
signs of calming, yet this girl laid motionless as her cascading
black hair continued to react to the wind. The protagonist stood
absorbing the scene before him, even as the rain beats down harder
on his uniform and heavier winds continued its attempt to knock him
off-balance.”
A surging passion, that similar to the flicker
of a match, seemed to charge itself through my very being and was
now giving life to all of this unnecessary text.
“ The protagonist did not recognize
the girl; he had also not recognize the situation around him. It
was only after a warm welcome from a nearby thundercloud that the
protagonist flinched from the sudden exposure to noise and was able
to regain composure of his surroundings. As the bellowing of the
strong winds rushed themselves back through his perception, the
protagonist swooped the girl up in his arms and mustered what he
could to heave the delicate body to a nearby toolshed.”
These passionate thoughts seemed to scatter
quickly alongside the subtle breeze present within my own
world.
“ Returning to
the school escaped the protagonist ’ s mind, what could he have done? He wondered if his friends
and teachers would worry over his unbeknownst disappearance as he
gently placed the charming girl in a position to recover on a large
table. The protagonist had various thoughts ring through his mind
asking who the girl was, if she was the one crying for help and
when the loud storm from outside would let down. And at that very
moment the protagonist had come to a sudden realization, dizziness
began to build within the protagonist and the world turned somewhat
fuzzy and gray. The boy had asked himself how he was able to hear
meek cry of a person from a distant in the first place when the
storm outside made it hardly possible for him to communicate
clearly with his teachers and friends whom had stood next to him.
How could any string of events had led to what was happening now to
this boy?”
I couldn’t even trust my luck this time
around, this one was subpar at best.
“…”
What does a guy need to do for some
inspiration? With a soft ‘bop’ sound, I had knocked myself in the
head and stopped the audio recorder on my phone. Glancing around
the room,
there really was nothing to glance at as the
room was pitch black.
“ Heh? What is this, am I
dead?”
Moving around my joints as they cracked one by
one as if to confirm my existence, I stretched myself out as I
stood up and begin shuffling through this all too familiar layout
towards the light switch. Immediately after
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