It must be perfect, It must save someone.. You said over and over again. You have been composing a song. Your dream was to release a song that would change someone... just anyone, really. You stayed in your dark, cold room for days, clicking on your mouse over and over again. You haven't eaten anything, and you have been neglecting yourself. More, more, more... ACK—

Your vision got blurry when something bright appeared. Someone opened the lights, without even adjusting, someone spun your chair around to face them. Your eyes slowly adjusted, and a plastic bag full of foods was placed on your lap.

"Eat."

It was your dormmate, Vik. He looked mad and disappointed. You looked pale and dizzy. He took off your headphones and placed it aside. He sighed at your state.