1 Chapter 1

I am a high school author, a writer who writes nothing but to expose her classmates, a programmer who learns programing because of her fantasies.

I am planning to create a website where I can tell something to my future, Because I was born lazy, intellectual and forgetful, ungrateful and inspired every day, but super creative, super creative that I even revenge procrastinate at night.

A night owl who pretends to be a morning bird when she heard her mom screaming at the morning. they say "Wake up for the sunrise, stay out for the moon."but moon has the energy The sun's gravitational pull adds to the moon that's why it gives personal space to humans.

It's been 5:AM the sun poured through my window. another day had dawned, bringing with its new hopes and aspirations, oh really? mom is yelling at 5:00AM in the morning while doing the laundry.

She kept yelling that nobody is helping her while doing the laundry and she kept cleaning the whole house like a night owl. but in reality, she just woke up early to do the laundry and haven't cooked breakfast yet.

I opened my messenger and saw our section GC that's so noisy and I have 159 unread messages from them because I am so busy, the section GC is so boring, the last message was my classmate telling my other classmate that she's [jejemon.]

And there is this one classmate complaining about his messenger getting hacked by my other classmate. Kevin delro sario kept sending pictures of her face with a bear filter and indie filters while laying on her bed, like who cares about your alter ego things? if you got dissociated nobody is there to help you it's you. dumb ass!

Someone call me, it's a company wanting to buy my website, at first, I taught it was a scam, but when he showed me the reviews about my site and a contract about my site that I will be working with their company I reject it and I want to own the site as my own.

It's been a trend for some students, but not as wide as it looks, nobody would ever write for their future self unless it was their creativity's thoughts. But the reason why they are buying my site is not for the market but for its protection.

I never listen to him and even told him that I will not let him buy my site even though it has a large amount of offers, because I know that if I let him buy my site, how would it affect the Filipinos? will [kababayan] learn something from it? is it like a writing platform that gives literature? I don't think so, it gives entertainment to people but it's useless.

That website is only for me, and it will be only for me, but I decided to open it in public and some users join them with their alias names or usernames.

My girlfriend calls me on phone and never respond just leave her phone hanging while in her bed because I can hear her snorting, she might just want to hear my voice while she sleep.

"Nics? Nics? why aren't you sleeping>" she replied on the call.

"I am, I just remember the day back when we were in grade 7 and we love musically so much that we become trending, and now my company uses you as the market to get listeners for my new album"

"I love you, that's all. Nobody can break a love that tightens a rope, the whole world knows our relationship even though being an Idol and having a girlfriend is illegal."

My phone is charging, and I'm hearing my girlfriend snorting while asleep. I was about to turn off my laptop when I heard her scream, I then begin looking for her CCTV when I saw a man behind her.

I decided to call police, but when the police came the man was never found there but my girlfriend was really terrified so they double the security of their street.

I call her again and she was thankful that I save her, then she asks me questions.

"How did you find out?" I replied while removing the access to her CCTV.

"I hack into your CCTV system after I heard you screaming, I wish I can be superman so I can just come there and beat the guy, but who am I? a seventeen-year-old girl who hasn't been allowed to go hang out with friends nor given a permission to do so."

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