Hey, hey! Feryaylove here! (Obviously)

So, here I'm supposed to put things about me, though there isn't much to say about me. Yeah, I'm everything but interesting. Anyway, I'll just write a little story about myself, 'cause why the hell not.

In an unknown country, among the jungle of concrete that is a city a girl sits in her bedroom chair with a simple laptop before her, laying on the old table inherited from a deceased familiar she never met. The girl wonders how life would be if she had actually met this person. "Not much different." She thinks sarcastically. Of course she is unable to see to different realities with various changes are. She laughs at her own thoughts, she does that often though, wondering about other lives keeps constant boredom away from her mind that is incredibly vulnerable to that kind of feelings.

The girl turns around to focus on her bedroom she had gotten not long ago. Perhaps one or two years ago? She had forgotten. The amateur 'writer' looks at her own space, a pale blue with a greenish tone would stand out from the other three white walls that stands around her room. She can't complain about her own life, she muses. Everything surrounding her reminds her of her own likes and hobbies -if she can call them hobbies. Several posters of different animes she watches or used to watch would catch her attention first, Soul Eater, Fairy Tail and Kuroko no Basket. Three of the animes that had kept her several days without social interactions, and they do mean a lot of things for her. Two other images would catch her wandering gaze, Gravity Falls and Steven Universe. Two shows that had simply caught her mind and soul completely. -Well there are many other shows like them that cause the same reaction, however she finds herself unable to find posters of them.

A smile crept onto her expression as she continues to wonder. She should get something of "South Park", her current addiction. How did that show get a place in her already busy head? Perhaps the stress she held once she started to watch the idiotic program that simply enchanted her with the simplicity of it. Soon enough she found herself simply in love with that program.

Taking a big breath, the girl turns around once again to face the white screen with an unfinished story written in the almost blank page. She sighs in slight frustration at her being unable to write about something so simple, something she should know about immediately. But, she finds herself almost unable to click the right key. "About myself..." She mumbles under herself as she proceeded to move her hands towards the keyboard, a few last thoughts crosses her mind as she places her earbuds on her ears before looking at her almost broken phone. Selecting some random playlist that combines both Disney music and trap music in the same list. "Okay, now, let's write."

As shitty as it is, I didn't know what else to write, so I decided to put myself as a simple character of a little story, sorry for it.

But yeah, that's about it really. So, I'm glad that you decided to stop by! Now you know a little bit about me. Thanks for reading my stories, and don't be afraid to PM me anytime, I might take a while to respond, I won't ignore you!