December 31, 2018
Who's that calling me? Where's that sound coming from?
Why is this happening to me? What is this World that everyone keeps talking about? Why do a lot of people like this retched game after all these years?
Why do people keep asking me about what happened seven years ago?
These questions keep repeating itself and I don't recall any of these of events. They all think I know answers to all of this, but the only thing I remember is awaking in a hospital, seven years ago. I don't remember playing the World at all. Nor did I take a liking of it.
I'm just a 20 year-old foreign exchange student from Japan. I'm just a student attending college in Europe, trying to get a degree.
But for some reason, I end up seeing a ghost of a handicapped girl wherever I go. She would always whisper my name. It's as if she knew me for a long time. NO! I don't remember meeting her at all. Is she stalking me?
As I walked through the icy trails towards my dorm room, the crisp cold air took hold of my pale skinned body. The snow blended in with my white hair, but contrasted with the brown sweater that I was wearing. Frat boys always mocked my ghost-like appearance, and girls always look strangely at me. They would always say that I look like that one character from that overrated game. But, I didn't really care about it.
Who am I? It doesn't matter right now. I'm just a student, that's all...