The twenty-year-old stood on the rooftop, staring at the sky with sleepy eyes… He was born.
The person he had always dreamed of becoming.
The one who carried the weight of a ton of experiences in his head.
The Bizarre Creature was born.
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— Two Years Ago —
"Wake up, Simon! You're going to be late for school!"
He woke up to the scent of warm bread and a glass of cold milk, then left for school… for some purpose.
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— One Month Ago —
"All I want is to one day be proud of my son…"
"You'll see that day soon, my love…"
Those words lit the spark. It was the beginning of responsibility — marked by two quiet tears sliding down his cheek.
A soft voice whispered in his head:
"I think the time has come to make my parents proud.
Damn… I love them so much.
Do parents like mine deserve a failure like me?
No… I'll make it happen.
I'll excel in this decisive year, just for them."
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— Now —
Simon stares at himself in the train mirror. Something unfamiliar is boiling within him…
"Damn… something inside me is about to explode.
This time, I'll make it happen. No matter what."
"Hey Simon, what's going on? You look… different. Something happened?"
"Yes. I've decided to become top of the class."
"Haha! Are you serious?"
"Dead serious."
Simon you are so funny ….
I know but i am not joking
I'll change everything this year …..!