•𝖓𝖈𝖙 𝖔𝖓𝖊𝖘𝖍𝖔𝖙𝖘•

•𝗮𝗻𝗼𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗹𝗱•

[chensung story plot example]

ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴄʜᴇɴʟᴇ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴs ᴛᴏ ᴍᴜsɪᴄ, ʜᴇ ᴇɴᴛᴇʀs ᴀɴᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ.

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" 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝟯 𝗮𝗺 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗺𝘆 𝗲𝘆𝗲𝘀 𝗼𝗽𝗲𝗻 𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗶𝗻
𝗶 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘂𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘀
𝗶'𝗺 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗲𝗶𝗹𝗶𝗻𝗴, 𝗶'𝗺 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗻𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝘀𝗵𝗲𝗲𝗽
𝗶𝘀 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗶𝗻𝗴? "

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chenle shifts around in his sheets, bothered by the yelling from down the hallway.

his thoughts and his parent's screams are loud in his head.

sleep is being denied by the noise chenle hears.

he can't help but huff in frustration, tossing and turning as if his sleeping position is what's bothering him.

as the boy stared at the ceiling, mind screaming with different words.

he looked at the phone sitting next to him, connected to the charger.

'it wouldn't hurt to listen to some music, right?'

then he got his earbuds and phone, connecting the two, before putting his playlist on.

the music rang softly in his ears, blocking out the horrible sound from before, and producing a feeling of comfort among his body.

chenle finally relaxed in his bed, closing his eyes and sighing.

he let the music linger in his ears until he fell asleep.

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chenle awoke to a light shining in his eyes.

he lifted his hand to block it and sat up.

as he looked around, he realized that this wasn't his room.

his bed was the same, but around him was an abandoned building.

greenery flooded the glassless windows and the cracks in the concrete.

he sat up off the bed, taking the blanket off himself.

doing so revealed the outfit that chenle never remembered wearing.

his top was black with a white polaroid frame on the front.

he was wearing black ripped jeans with the top tucked in.

his shoes were black cargo boots, white socks slightly sticking out.

chenle walked out of the concrete building, seeing the green grass pan out into a giant plain.

in the distance, the boy could spot a town.

people were walking around, not many though.