Miles Grimwine is a second year college student suffering from depression. He sees life as a lacking videogame built only for a single player. With no money, friends, or a positive outlook on life, he is forced to join the enigmatic Aid Club where he teams up with Charlotte Harvey, the school s anti-social cool beauty. Supervised by the university s guidance counselor, the two receive requests from various students on campus as they try to solve the mystery behind the actual purpose of the club, and subsequently, grow their bond.
View MoreHave you ever tried seeing life as a videogame? Well, I have, and it is a terrible one. Nothing about it ever made sense to me. It might look exhilarating being rendered in ∞ definition, and in ∞ frame per second. The graphics are sure glorifying. But it all comes down to the gameplay in the end. And as far as it goes, it's severely lacking, and full of glitches and holes that just forces me to drop it every time.
The game of life is never fair. It's only enjoyable if your playable character has good base stats from the get-go. But here's the problem; you never get to choose your character, and you can't switch or replace it. You only get to be stuck in that rut that's enforced on you without your consent; unless things get even worse, of course! But there are those who live on the sun-bright side of things and think "It's okay! Once we get older and be in charge, we'll do it all!" But what they don't know apparently, is that getting old is the main problem. It strips you out of whatever stats you had before, and replace it with an ugly hoard of dept that makes this corrupted game even worse.
Other players in this game are the best reflection of how terrible it could be. As you progress in the game of life, you'll see how is it daunting to associate yourself with other players. When I was young, it never took me a second thought to consider the kid next door anything less than a friend. But growing up, getting old, only clouds our perception by things that makes us selfish, and greedy, and overly afraid. And before you know it, you regret ever trying to have friends. So, you end up accepting that this game has always been a single-player experience all along.To sum it up, life is just a horrendous single-player game. You're born alone. You're going to die alone. All your interpretation, memories, and experiences are only significant to you, alone. Everyone else is just a player with their own set of stats; so, that simply makes them your opponents. There're no such thing as a friendly bonds with no catch at the end of it. It's just a terrible, nonsensical game that I'm better off without.
----Miles Grimwine
"Seems like things have turned out great, huh..?" The guidance counselor of Cooper University, Mr. Lane, has summoned both me and Charlotte to his office to discuss the re-novated library's opening ceremony. The event had already occured couple of days ago. And now, as he skims the article the school's website issued, Lane nods slightly, looking pleased."Well, there's nothing left to say. Good job, you two." he says. "Though, I would've appreciated it if Miles's smile was a little less derby.."Lane is talking about the picture we took during the ceremony. Cisco had taken a multitude of shots, but that jerk had settled for the one where my face froze like a rock. But what did these people expect, anyway? I'm well known to not show emotion outwardly."It wasn't the smile, it's his whole face that is a problem.." sitting to my left, Charlotte flips her pridfully."...You didn't even smile!" I reply, trying to keep my cool. "At least I tried..""Firs
“Let's go, Low-Sero. Can't run now, can you?” Anthony picks up the controller again, and chooses his character.“Fine,” I sigh, steeling myself. I can't hold back when it comes to videogames. “…But you're the one who can't run, Size—whatever..”What? I can't just utter his stupid name casually! It's inappropriate!Up till now, Anthony has been the only person to experience how scathing I could be once I get cocky, but now a murmur ripples through the library.“Whoa!”“He's number 1?!”“That is Miles, right?!”“It's about to get real!”I wish they'd all shut up. I don't care. If I have to do it, I'll do it and do it right. This is my art. Hate yourself for picking a fight with me over Battle Royale, Anthony! When it comes to this game, I'm A-tier.“Still as sassy as ever, huh?” Anthony whines. He's obviously mad.
The game of life is not a great one, it's severely lacking. Those who are lucky to be given high quality characters never flinch to exploit the less fortunate. Even if you choose to endure the setbacks, and aim to fix this game, there're no guarentees that you wouldn't face the wrath of the A-tier; the ones that are happy with the way things are. Especially when they got control of the masses."What in the world..?!""Whoa..!""What happened to the library?!"When Charlotte left the library, she must have let the door unlocked. And due to that, the Stuck-up Kids were able to intrude on us. There are three boys: Noah, Anthony, and the guy with glasses and medium black curls. They were soon followed by two girls: Courtney, and another shorter girl with red pony-tailed hair."What have you done to this place..?" Anthony's perplexed."Well, well, well, what do we have here?!" Courtney muses. "Looks like a great place for a party.""
Next day's morning comes by, and by 11:30 AM, my classes for the day have finished. What's next is the hellish task for saving the library. It's scheduled to begin at lunch hour.I wonder why I'm going along with them. At the end of the day, all this community known as the Aid Club do, is gathering together a bunch of weaklings, and all these weaklings are doing is doze off inside that little walled garden. The guidance counelor has just piled together this group of losers and given them a temporary comfortable shelter. And how's that any different from the classic experience that I hate so much?Maybe that was the very purpose for which Mr. Lane had created this sanatorium for excising the sources of our respective sicknesses. But if what ailed us was something that could be wiped away through such a shoddy effort, none of us would have been sick in the first place.That was how it is for Charlotte.I don’t know what her deal is, but I don’t think it
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