This attempt of a book is dropped.

Manila, Philippines

Inside a classroom, where a teacher is teaching Marketing. There’s one student, out of the many, who were sleeping. This student’s name is Brian. He is a middle-class student from a prestigious university. Anyhow, at this exact moment, this is the moment where Brian’s life will change forever.

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Chapter 1

I didn’t even noticed it but I was already falling asleep from this boring lecture. The way this teacher presents her powerpoint and all this nonsensical theoretical is really too God damn slow.

It was that moment I started to close my eyes and my mind started wandering to the endless void of my imagination. I wasn’t particularly aware of it but I felt like I was having a lucid dream like one of the videos I watched on YouTube.

I saw rapid successions of images containing the most bitter and pleasant memories in my entire 18 year lifetime. I am sad at the sorrowful memories and happy at the one that I liked the most. But there was something about this dream. At the last picture that was shown to me I saw a gun. A weird gun actually. It looks like a raygun from Call of Duty.

I tried to reach for the ray gun. But I was woken up by my seatmate and friend, Carl,

“Hey wake up! Discussion’s already done.” He said

“Did you take notes?” I replied

“Yeah, but I won’t lend them to ya’”

“Why?”

“You’re being too dependent on me and worst of all you almost always never return them.”

“Fine” I grunted.

I couldn’t blame Carl for not lending me his notes. It was true that I always lose his notes but that doesn’t mean I intentionally did it. It’s always lost because my house is too disorganized.

“Anyways, are you going home?” Carl said

“Going home? Wasn’t there supposed to be a next subject?”

“Nah dude, they got cancelled.”

“What?! I never even knew about it! When did you hear ‘bout it? If I remember correctly there were no announcements in our GC”

“Cause you were sleeping, dumbass. Miss Kwin told us ”

“Ahh…”

“So…? You going home?”

“Yah,”

“Alright, see you on Monday.”

I packed my stuff in the bag and left for the door. To give you a background check. I’m not really a rich person per se but I’m just really frugal to the point that If you don’t need something then don’t buy it or if there’s a cheaper alternative then we grab that one.

Anyhow, I was walking down the corridor and began observing my surroundings, I actually like to observe what people but hate what they are doing. In the corridor, we can see that majority of the students are in their phones. Not even taking a glance on the friend they’re with. It’s actually sad to be honest.

While I was walking towards my usual waiting zone for a ride, I stumbled upon Carl again. We didn’t take to each other. Our friendship has come to a point where you don’t need to talk to each other and only do gestures.

I separated from Carl and arrived from my waiting zone, I’m waiting for an Utility Vehicle (UV) to ride to get home. I don’t like taking other public transportation because this is what I’m accustomed to. While I was waiting, I began to observe my surroundings. There were litter everywhere! Ranging from plastic cups, BBQ sticks, cigarette butts, and plastic wrappers from chips and candies.

I sighed internally.

While doing so an empty utility vehicle arrived on my usual waiting zone. I rode it along with other students from different sections. After a few minutes on the ride, I began to feel sleepy. It’s really not because I really like to sleep but instead the week was so hectic that there were only little chances to get enough sleep. The next thing I knew I was asleep.

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I woke up. Then I looked around me. I was near my destination. I patiently waited to get to the dropping point so that I can go home. Upon reaching the dropping point, I immediately began to walk home which was 2 kilometers away. Even though there were many public transportation to get to my home, I began to walk. I prefer walking since it not only saved money but I’m also giving my body some walking exercise to stay awake to do some of my homework.

When I arrived home, I immediately went to my room and lied on the bed so that I can relax knowing that I won’t be having classes tomorrow. My house is not that grand like what my classmates keep on saying. My house is just a small apartment with 3 rooms. Remember my family is very frugal. They don’t like to spend money on useless things. That’s the reason why we don’t have a Television.

My parents were out working, so I’m alone. Lying in bed. With a lot of things to do.

When Brian was thinking about the things he needs to do for academic purposes. There was an incredibly bright light emitting out of the bathroom. Of course, Brian did not notice this because the bathroom was located outside of the room. When the light dissipated, an object was left behind. Ney, it was more appropriate to say that it was some sort of a gun. No, it was exactly the gun from Brian’s dream! The gun that can improve anything that it hits!

Going back to Brian, he was just standing up and readily approaching his desk to use his laptop.

Haaah, time to use this piece of crap of a laptop again. I don’t like to use this laptop because it was not only old but some parts of it was already broken. The shift key and number keys do not work! It was just better to go to a computer shop and do my assignments there.

I opened the laptop and guess what? It crashed! I already expected this but this time I got really pissed. I grabbed a nearby book then threw it in the against the door. Then grabbed it again and tossed on the bed. Ahh.. Why can’t we just by a new laptop instead? A question I always ask my parents. They always reply with if it works then don’t fix it.

I walked out of my room and went to the bathroom to start freshening up. I washed my faced, brushed my teeth, and shaved my pitiful facial hair. It was then I noticed an object that looked like a gun. This gun looked familiar, but I just couldn’t remember when I saw it. I hypothesized that it probably belongs to my Dad because of his weird antics.

I picked up the gun and pointed it at the wall.

“You belong in a museum! Hehehe..” I said

I was laughing because of the level of cringiness of the phrase. I nonchalantly pulled the trigger..

FWOOSH…

Suddenly, something fired out! It looked like a beam. I immediately dropped the gun out of surprise.