This story will take place in Aphmau's Mystreet series. You have become part of it. This story might contain some " frisky" moments and detailed imagery. Most of the pictures that I use do not belong to me. It will have swearing and maybe some 13...
DO YOU KNOW HOW FRUSTRATING THIS IS??? I had currently moved abroad to Daegu, Korea just to study my passion in life. It's really difficult, actually.
I'm studying "Art" in itself. Wether it's Drawing, Music, Painting, Photography, Dancing, all of it. I am stressed beyond belief right now.
I've been working on a project that'll be worth a lot of my semester grade. They assigned this like a month ago, but I just started because I procrastinated too much. IT'S DUE IN TWO DAYS, I AM SO DEAD.
I have realized that I won't be able to do anything in this state of mind unless I calm down. Maybe actual fresh air will help clear my mind.
I walk out onto the street. I just texted some friends of mine that I'm going over.
I turn the corner of the street and start thinking.
What are my future plans? Well first off, I'm going to move back home after I'm done with all this school stuff. I'm going to hang out with my friends, and we will have a great time.
Speaking of which, I can't seem to remember them to well. I remember some crazy accident where this one dude kidnapped me and my friends saved me. I really owe my friends a lot.
The friends I'm going to visit are a dancing group. Their dance practices give me inspiration and soothes my mind.
I walk into the building with bold letters titling it.
I can't wait to see them!
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