I tap on my desk awaiting endlessly staring up at the marker marked white board as the teacher types away on her computer. Probably working on emails or typing in grades. I do like my art class don't get me wrong. However...

"There is nothing to do today..." I sigh pouting furrowing my eyebrows.

"Haha. Yeah we literally aren't doing anything too fun today are we,"  My best friend chuckles next to you.

"Oh hush Mary. I am literally dying. I really wanna go home and stay in like the little burrito I am," I gently place my forehead on the table.

"Don't be like that. You can't die without me~"  Mary dramatically states with fake tears leaning on top of me making us both laugh. We got a few glances here and there but we didn't care. I smile as Mary slips off of me and sit straight up.

"Alright we have about only ten minutes left in class and since it's Friday  you all are dismissed early. Miss (l/n) I would like for you to talk with me for a moment," The teacher points out me out while I was putting away my sketch book into my dark red cherry backpack.

"Huh? Oh uh okay,"  I reply nervously nodding to her.

Once everyone left Mary gave me a hug before leaving me in the classroom with the teacher. I sigh and walk over to the teacher who was rummaging in her purse. Once I got to her desk she pulls out a flier with a name of a competition on it. My eyes widen in surprise.

"I have noticed how breath taking your art work is and I have seen how much you have improved and so..." She places flyer in front of me with a smile.

"I want you to participate. The prizes consist of a paycheck for two thousands dollars and you get a art scholarship along with a year long abroad studies to Italy to do an apprenticeship."

"What?!" I slightly shout.

"You want me to join this?! I umm I don't think my work is that amazing!" 

"Stop bringing yourself down (y/n). Trust me. You won a few awards yourself. I've heard on the news," She assures me with her smile and I can see how much faith she has in me. But...

"I don't know if I will be good enough..."

"Just try and let your art speak for itself," She said and with that she dismissed me. I was soon on my way home walking down the sidewalk with the sun beating down on me. I stare down at the paper n my hand that was the flyer.

Something that caught my eyes was the theme for this contest.

"The Time of Your Life"

"It's so broad!" I shout angrily crumpling the paper in my face. I am too boring anyways. I watch a bunch of cartoons and anime! I drown myself into the fandom communities!

I have never ever done anything so extreme! Or like crazy fun!

I stay at home and draw, eat, sleep, watch anime and cartoons, more sleeping, and play games. That's all I do. We rarely go out and when we do travel I always stay inside the hotel or room. The only time I will go out is for artistic reasons. I can appreciate hiking and going to the beach but that's about it. I take a bunch of pictures on my camera and use it for artistic preferences. I usually just stay in my room or in the attic where I paint all day most times.

I walk up to my house and open the bright red door. I shove the flyer into my pockets and pull out my house keys from my backpack placing the key into the lock allowing the front door to unlock. I open the door and make my way inside.

"I'm home!" I shout closing and locking the door behind me.

"Is that you (y/n)?" I hear my father's voice in the kitchen.

I walk over to the kitchen and smile as soon as I was greeted by the scent of my father's cooking. I take a large sniff of the air.

"Mm~ Smells really good dad," I smile walking over to my father who was standing near the oven.

"Aw~ Thanks sweetie. Could you grab me the measuring cup from the cabinet?" He asked as he finishes cutting up some beef on the cutting board. I nod and quickly rush over the grab the measuring cup handing it over to him.

"Alright, you can go do what you need to do. I'll call you down when it's time for dinner okay?"

"Okay," I grab a bottle of water from the fridge so it's nice and cool drinking it as I left the kitchen and make my way upstairs. I walk down the dimly lit hallway till I reached my room. My door was painted with all of my favorite games. My dad even put on a doorknob that was made of glass.

I enter my room tossing my backpack onto my comfy (f/c) bed and lay down next to it staring up at my ceiling with fairy lights hung around the ceiling like vines. My own art and pictures were all pinned to the wall with a mirror and a few moon and star aesthetics hung around the wall. I take this chance to pull out the flyer for the contest again skimming through it all.

"What do I even draw or paint for a theme like that? Fireworks? A castle? Maybe the beach?" I think to myself as I sit up and place the flyer on my nightstand.

"The time of my life huh?" I tell myself as I walk over to my desk that I also painted and open my laptop to start coming with ideas by looking at other people's art.

[Timeskip]

I mindlessly poke my food as I continued to search about Pinterest and Instagram for ideas. My father stares up at my worried and smiles nervously calling out my name.

"(y/n)? I...Is something wrong? You've been staring at your phone and picking at your food for the past fifteen minutes," My father states worriedly.

"Maybe she's having boy problems finally," My older sister states jokingly as she snickers.

"T...That is not what is the problem Mikki!" I retort flustered as I put my phone down.

"Oh did I hit a nerve?"

"Why you!" I grit my teeth as I was about ready to flip the dinner table.

"That's enough both of you please calm down. Mikki that wasn't nice and (y/n) please don't shout at the dinner table," My father scolds both of us with a cute pout.

I sigh and I take one more bite of my ramen before walking away from the table.

"Thanks for the food."

And with that I walk out of the kitchen pulling out my phone again. I go back to my room and threw my phone onto the bed and began to pull out my sketch book.

"I need to maybe just draw randomly and see what happens?" I ask myself as I grab my sketch pencils. I then felt something hard against my hand making me look over to see my Nitendo Switch. I felt the temptation rise.

"Maybe... Maybe a little gaming wouldn't be bad either. You know... to give me inspiration," I said under my breath as I place it into my arms.

I smile and make my way out of my room and then rush down the hall to the door that opened to a a secret set of stairs that led to the attic. I walk up the stairs and walk into the attic. I flip the switch on and there was all my blank and painted canvases stacked around the room. Paint and paint brushes left about scattered across the floor some in jars. A window was right in the center of the wall which in the shape of a half circle.

"Ah yes~ A (y/n) left all alone in it's habitat~" I laugh as I walk towards the center of the room where a half completed painting of a woman was left with a stool beside it.

"I'll finish her another time," I place my sketch book down and cover the painting with a large white cloth and place it near the window. I felt like I should really be trying to come up with ideas on what to do for that art contest but... maybe...

I look over at my Nitendo Switch.

"Maybe a little bit of gaming won't hurt..." I said as I put it onto my lap turning it on and saw that my favorite game was still there.

"Time to play some Fire Emblem!~" I gush as I start the game. As soon as I pressed start on the game my screen suddenly turned black.

"Huh? What just...? I just turned it on," I examine the giant rectangle that is called a switch and began to wander what was wrong.

"Is it broken?" Before I knew it the screen turned white and the lights in the attic went out earning a loud yelp from me.

"Holy fuck! Did I summon satan?!"

A beam of light shot out from my switch making me cover my eyes due to how bright it was. Then all of a sudden a hand pops out of the beam of light and grabs my arm. I let out a scream as I squirm in it's grasp only to be sucked into the beam of light. I quickly lost all consciousness.