VictorianPearl: I am back with another one-shot. The inspiration for this one was a little unique. This is, as one-shots usually are, plot-less and a little odd. I hope you enjoy it anyway though.
Genre: General
Rating: G
Title: Consideration
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Naoko sat in her library chair. She was desperately studying for her ancient history test. She had long since closed up the library. There was only a ghost light overhead giving a minimal source of light for Naoko.
The young college student pushed up her glasses and glanced up at the clock. 12:14am, she should start to wrap up. It sounded as if the late March rain had finally let up some. If she didn't hurry, she might end up getting drenched.
Naoko pulled her loose jacket off of her shoulders, which had been acting as a lamina against the cold room. She stood and draped the jacket over her chair. Usually she was very stringent about her study hours, not working longer than as healthy. Today though, she couldn't pause in her work.
The books and binders closed under Naoko's fingers. She slipped them into a book bag and snapped it shut. She then moved to pt the books back in their rightful places.
As Naoko came back to the table holding her book bag and jacket. She quickly put on the article of clothing to escape the gaping cold. She brought the book bag strap over her shoulder and held the keys to the library in her hand.
For some reason, today had not been Naoko's day. She had woken up late, just to start off well. She then found that her term paper on Robes Pierre had not been as satisfactory as she had hoped. So many little thins had gone on, adding up as a large weight pressing down on her shoulders.
Naoko set the security alarm, locked up the library, and began her brisk walk home over the wet sidewalks. She dropped the keys into the side pocket of her book bag and hugged herself for warmth. For today, studying had been her godsend, her escape from all the denizen of "happy life".
Ever since elementary school, Naoko knew she was the one with the angst outlook on life. For goodness sake, she buried herself in ghost stories.
Naoko kicked the ground a bit as she walked. She felt so separated from reality, even though others didn't seem to think so, she did. It felt like it was all work and no fun, no room to breathe.
Maybe a hobby is what she needed, besides reading books, but what? Naoko shrugged to herself, who knew? Hopefully she would figure it out soon though.
The poor girl reached her dorm and slipped inside. She had always been so pressured to do better than her best. She had always felt pressured to be a model Japanese student, it was taking more out of her than she liked to admit.
Naoko got into her nightgown and started on what little sleep she would accomplish that night. Some people, it just took a while for them to find happiness. Books could only provide so much substance.
'Perhaps tomorrow,' Naoko thought as her eye lids fell, 'perhaps I'll find happiness tomorrow.'
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VictorianPearl: Like I said, kind of odd and not really any general story line. I've been thinking about college and how much work it's going to be. I guess that's where all of this comes from. We all have to remember not to work ourselves too hard, but in order to accomplish everything we need to, we have to. In this story that's how Naoko felt. She wanted to have fun and relax, but she was waiting for it to come to her, she wasn't going to it.