My name is Hikari Tanaka, I am eighteen year old, short, Japanese-American college girl, living in the big, expensive, and very loud city of New York. I follow a regular routine: go to school, then my job, procrastinate on doing my homework, and play games until I fall asleep, then repeat.
That is the basic structure of my day, or at least a day on the weekend, unfortunately it is now a weekday meaning I had school and a shift later. School was as always boring, will I ever use these "skills" ever again? Nope, would I even remember them after I walked out the door, questionable at best.
Walking down the street I made my way to my apartment, feeling the weight of my textbooks in my backpack I could only grimace, with me procrastinating those books would take me hours to finish.
Feeling a buzz in my pocket I tried to grab my phone out of pocket, only for it to stubbornly refuse to leave. While I was wrestling my phone out of my pocket I wasn't paying attention to where I was walking and tripped over a raised piece of the sidewalk.
The next thing I knew was my face smashing onto the cold pavement, passersby obviously noticed me, yet none said or did anything to help me as they continued on with their day.
Some kids nearby laughed at my misfortune, but nothing else happened. Pulling myself up, I was able to see the message that caused this.
Text Mark, "hey, Star called off tonight, can you pick up her shift?"
Eye twitching in irritation, my fingers clenched my phone, threatening to break the screen, while I was looking at the screen I looked at the date, November 21st, 2025. It was a Friday, meaning after Mark's shift we would all get paid tonight.
Last month Nintendo released Legends ZA, while the game looked like a mesh of previous regions crammed into Kalos, I couldn't resist the idea of them bringing back mega evolution. With payday in sight I figured I could splurge a bit, I could pick up the game after I was off the clock.
Before long I found myself contemplating my life's choices, as I found myself debating whether or not to strangle a customer, or one of my coworkers? Honestly I couldn't decide which would be better for my sanity, then again sanity is overrated.
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Dragging my exhausted body down the street my nose crinkled, in the final hour of my shift when I took out the trash, one of the bags exploded on me. I could tell I reeked, the only thing that prevented me from crying was Mark gave me a bonus on top of my usual check.
As I turned the corner, the local Gamestop came into view, quickly walking in I dashed towards the red Nintendo section. I wanted to get home as quickly as possible to get rid of this stench, grabbing the game I noticed out of the corner of my eye that even the employee noticed the smell.
Quickly paying for the game, I raced towards my apartment, upon walking up the stairs I heard a scream, as I turned around I saw a girl running from what looked like a man in a ghostface costume.
Before I could react she grabbed me by the shoulders, then threw me down the stairs at her assailant, I screamed the whole way down. Even the ghostface guy chasing her paused for a moment as he looked at me, mentally wondering what the hell was the other girl thinking.
As I felt the pain of being tossed down the stairs, I saw the ghostface guy run past me, then he leaped to the side. The last thing I saw, coming down the stairs was a piano?