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Complete Summary:
[Alternative Universe]
The use of cameras were banned; firewall blocked nearly all the contents on the internet; any type of social media was prohibited. All because the President was bullied on the web as a kid. People rarely came out of their houses because of mass construction to build the Heart, a place where there is only technology for the President . Few people still owned computers, and even fewer had cameras. Kuroko Tetsuya was amongst one of them, by day, he would be an employee at a bookstore, by night, he would take photos of the city, and secretly stash them away, for that was what he loved to do. However, at the other end of the town, resided a hacker group who called themselves: "Generation of Miracles". They sought to bring down the government and start an era where technology is free for everyone to use and see. By chance, their leader and Kuroko met, and both lives were changed forever.
Ways of Perception
A satisfied smile graced the young man's lips as his finger clicked on the shutter. He admired the city lights through the distorted lenses, and he pressed down once more, shaking slightly as he did so.
The night brought out the city's brilliance; its multicolored glow along with the glittering stars above, completed the masterpiece that Kuroko has always longed for in his dreams. Just as a shadow would bring out the light, the obsidian sky brought out the moon's serene warmth, showering over the luminous city.
Kuroko smiled again as he held his camera in his hands to view the pictures. He paused slightly on each one, debating on whether or not they were worthy to keep. For they were rare and only the best may be kept. He quickly deleted the majority of them, and left for the printing room with his camera, where he would make the photos more than just an image from a device.
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A few hours had passed, and soon it was morning again, the sun shone brightly; completely erasing the grace of the city last night, and instead covering it with a dazzling radiance.
Kuroko woke up with a horrible bed head, his hair no longer the smooth, silky teal locks they were a night ago. He reluctantly sat up, and slowly pushed off his warm covers. Kuroko shivered, surprised by the sudden coldness of his room.
"I need to turn on the heaters..." He muttered to himself as his feet touched the cold, wooden floor.
The teen managed to drag himself to his kitchen counter, and almost fell asleep again on the marble surface, his eyes threatening to close every second. Kuroko yawned, and made his way over to the refrigerator, only to find his empty stock of vanilla shake. His mood worsened.
"Ugh…"
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Kuroko stepped out of his apartment building with his face full of boredom, as if he didn't look bored enough already. He walked around the electrical fence and the warning signs; his eyes lingered on each of them, silently reading the screaming words printed in bold black letters:
Make the Internet Safe!
YOU DON'T NEED MEDIA
Join the Government today!
He turned away, and headed towards his workplace. Kuroko flashed a look of pain at that one sign before he broke into a run.
No Cameras Allowed.
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Kuroko's footsteps slowed down as he panted and puffed; his face a light shade of red. His stamina hasn't always been the best, but his lack of exercise is also to blame.
The teal-haired teen stopped before a small store roughly the size of a townhouse, its wooden doors were run-down, and its white walls were splashed with graffiti in various noisy colors. However, large shelves of books and magazines could be seen through the glass windows, their beautiful borders and neat order seemed to be the only peaceful thing that this store has to offer. A small neon sign hung just above the door, it read:
"Kiyoshi's Bookstore"
Kuroko, however, paid this no attention as he has seen it almost everyday, and instead pushed open the wooden door. The teen immediately walked over to the check-out, and looked around for the owner of the store.
"Is Kuroko-kun not here today?"
"Ah, is he sick?"
"But he never slacks off from work..."
Upon hearing his name, Kuroko made his way over to where the voices were coming from,
"...I am here."
The three men all flinched in surprise at his sudden outburst, and the largest of the three turned around slowly, flashing a nervous smile,
"Why hello there, Kuroko-kun...how are you?" he asked,
Kuroko simply nodded, "I'm fine, what about you, Kiyoshi-san?"
"I just got a heart attack from you, but aside from that, I'm doing good." Kiyoshi replied, as he put his hand over his heart dramatically.
Kuroko nodded again, and heard Hyuga, a fellow worker, muttering to himself:
"One of these days...Kuroko will be the death of me."
Just as he was checking over the books on the second shelf, Kuroko heard the violent sound of glass shattering, and felt a sharp stab of pain on his left cheek. He reached up and saw a splash of crimson on his finger. Shocked and unaware of his situation, Kuroko froze, unable to process what had just happened.
Yells of dangers echoed around him, it was Kiyoshi's voice, calling for him to…
To…
…
..
.
"GET AWAY FROM THERE, KUROKO!"
He snapped into reality, but it was too late.
Kuroko watched as a figure lunged into the store through the broken window, with sirens of red and blue screaming behind it.
His sapphire eyes could only capture how fiercely the figure's hair seemed to resemble crimson fire burning in the hearth.
~To be continued...
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Thank you for reading that, duckies. I'm Phantomfly, the author of this (poorly-written) fanfic, I hope to continue this story until at least twenty chapters.
Makes one feel accomplished, you know?
And yes, I drew the cover photo.
I hope you enjoyed this very first chappy of mine, please tell me what you think of it. :)
Until next time, my duckies~