A troubled sigh escaped Kaname one late evening as she slouched over her computer desk. For whatever reason, she couldn't muster the energy to brainstorm any logical ideas on her document. Work had been uneventful at the grocery store, the customers had complained right and left over the littlest things, and her manager had her work past her shift for three nights in a row. She was exhausted, not to mention grouchy.

The lightbulb overhead flickered its warning, but instead of moving to replace it, she straightened herself in her chair and stared at the bright screen of her laptop. A jumble of words littered the pages, but she couldn't make sense of it. A dull pain thudded in the back of her head, and realizing the brightness of her screen brought on another migraine, she adjusted the settings until a faint dimness eased the tension.

"This… sounds so stupid… I should start over…"

Dark caramel orbs shifted to her iPhone beside her, but it remained stagnant. There were no messages, no concerns from her mother or father asking about her well-being. Just the same old black screen, barely used when she wasn't watching her dramas or reading stories to and from work on the subway.

What was she expecting, anyway? Mom and dad were divorced, living their own lives in different cities, and she also didn't have friends. If only her brother were still around, then she wouldn't free so lonely. Michiru passed away thirteen years ago, back when they were sophomores in high school. A drunk driver had nearly run them off the road, but the last-minute swerve sent her brother over the barrier of the bridge and into the river. His body was never found, and everyone assumed the currents had swept him out into the sea.

The mere thought worsened her mood, and unable to continue writing, she saved her document and exited out of it. But just before she moved from her chair, she recalled an old piece of writing from her early teenager years, and sifting through her pouch of various and colorful USBs, she searched through all the old documents for the writing.

"If I remember correctly, it was a fanfiction I wrote about me and my bro getting transported into a video game and living out the lives of the main characters. Where did I put it?" She asked, and continued her search, moving her mouse here and there, and after several failed attempts, she finally found it. "Ah ha! I found it!"

Opening the brief document, she scanned her eyes over the multiple misspellings of what was once thought to be a brilliant story. But looking at it now, she realized how wrong that was. What in the world was she trying to write? There was only one paragraph, and looking at the date in which it was last saved, she realized it correlated to the day before the tragic accident that ripped her family apart.

Kaname frowned. "That's why… I remember I gave up writing fanfiction after that day…" She said and opened a separate tab on her browser to her old profile pages on fanfiction and ao3. All the stories she wrote since middle school were there, and they were completed. "Even though it's been thirteen years since I last published anything, I had a decent following… Should I attempt to finish what I started?" She asked. But one glance at the paragraph left her cringing and rolling her eyes. It was just plain awful.

My brother and I get pulled into the Harvest Moon game and take on the roles of the main characters. Michiru wants to be Jack, but I'm not sure what character I want to be, but I know I want a lot of love interests and to have an exciting farming adventure! We haven't decided which game to put ourselves in, but my brother loved playing Hero of Leaf Valley and A Wonderful Life, but my favorites were More Friends of Mineral Town, Island of Happiness, and Magical Melody. Should I just include one enormous map of all the important towns with all the characters from every game? We must save the Harvest Goddess! This will probably be a short story?

At least her writing improved since then, but she did not know where she was even going with the plot. It was all over the place. Now that she thought about it, she hadn't touched any of the games since, but just reading that summary brought back nostalgia. Oh, how she missed it.

Kaname's eyes flashed to the clock hanging above her desk. "It's almost one in the morning…" She said while yawning. Just as she said that, the light above her flickered once, followed by a static noise. And then the entire room fell into pitch blackness. If that wasn't lovely enough, then surely it was the screen of her laptop nearly blinding her. Closing it solved the problem, and as she moved from her desk, using the light of her phone to guide her, she threw herself onto her bed and closed her eyes.

Tomorrow, she would think about finishing that story and give it the justice it deserved. It was the first story she ever wanted to include her brother into. Farmer Michiru and farmer Kaname. Yeah, she would definitely write a better plot… tomorrow… after she got some good quality sleep…