She ties her hair into a messy bun and sat down on her bed. Little by little, she brought out her notebooks and began sorting them out. After deciding on which subject she should begin with, she turned on her laptop. A few minutes passed and she went downstairs to get herself some coffee. Coffee would let her borrow artificial energy for tonight’s homework(s) but she knew she badly needed a break. It was only Wednesday but she feels very tired so instead of getting coffee, she went back in her bedroom, laid down the bed, and let herself drift to sleep.
The next day, same faces, same voices, and same things happened. Her life was slowly becoming a routine – an endless and lifeless routine. Of course she knew that. But she can’t do anything to change the course of the road she’s been driving on since birth. All she could do was fake a smile as the people around her think that she enjoys her ordinary life. But the truth is, she doesn’t enjoy any of this. And everyday, she feels her energy slowly draining from her body.