When will I be lucky?
My mind seemed so buggy.
I love you, but this will end here,
I know what I adhere
***
The year 2021, 500 centuries away from Zhaochong Empire
"But you put up that theme on the first day of the contest!" Althea spat out as she closed her eyes and the tears escaped from her eyes. She felt so hopeless and restless about what happened. She was so happy earlier in the morning, and she didn't have the time to think that her entry might be out of the limits. Althea covered her eyes for a second as the people took turns glancing at her for a second as she walked up swiftly at the exit.
The woman sighed on the other end of the line while Althea removed her cell phone from her ear. She panted as she hanged up the line and she closed her eyes as soon as she got out of the glass doors. The snow started to dip down on the broad daylight as she gripped her cell phone tightly while crying. She drooped her head down as she put her hands over her eyes.
