After finishing two of the tasks in the game you decided to close the game and turn off your laptop.

You could've finished more tasks but it was really getting late and sleep was catching on to you. As if being sleep deprived isn't obvious enough by your dark circles under your eyes.

Being a uni student, especially majoring in a pre-med field isn't a joke. You were already in your third year of college, so fooling around wasn't an option. 'It's time to lock the fuck in' You thought to yourself.

You aren't that idiotic, nor the smartest tool in the shed either. You are just average in everything that you do. You try to be the best but always end up a failure. Atleast you tried right?

You wished you could ask Ena for help, hire her for the job of actually getting you a life! ahahaha... too harsh?

Somehow, you can relate to the main character you were controlling a few minutes ago. It was Ena. (Obviously)

You felt bad with how she was treated in the game, even you yourself felt scrutinized by her fellow entities. (Completely fictional, by the way.)

Not to be cliché and all? but you were hated, I mean, REALLY disliked by your peers in school. Hell, even your professors look at you in dismay.

You just know that they hated you due to various reasons that you are unaware of. Isn't that just perfect? In college, reputation means everything.

Anyway, shaking off those nasty thoughts away, you decided to get ready for bed and scroll mindlessly with your phone in your dimly lit room.

The last thing you ever saw before falling into unconsciousness was an Ena edit on Tiktok. It was funny as hell.

It was quiet for a while...
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Until something made a noise.

That's right, a noise, it was the sound of your laptop opening by itself.

Which is weird because laptops do not open by itself, right?

Right...?

Something quickly flashed in the screen. It was a figure, a bicolored polygonal figure.

It was looking at you sleeping peacefully through the screen with pure curiousity.
She tried to tap the screen a few times and then suddenly outstretching her whole hand and arm to you.

She was able to get out of that damned rectangular-shaped gadget you call a laptop.

"What fascinating anomaly." The red side of her talking as she put a hand under her chin.

And there was you, snoring your life away, a drool decorating your cheek.

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hi, i did NOT in fact proof read this and wrote this in the middle of the night</3