PROTAGONIST

Protagonist (prô'tagənist) n. 1. Leading character 2. Principal actor 3. Champion of a cause

Protagonist comes from a Greek word for the principal actor in a drama. In modern literature, the protagonist drives the story forward by pursuing a goal. The protagonist of a story is sometimes called the main character. The protagonist of a story is opposed by an antagonist

Can anyone distinguish the character of a protagonist? How about the antagonist?

Usually, protagonist is the definition of flawlessly flawed chatacter, while the antagonist is an ideally flawed with given and expected character according to the play's script.

Protagonists(hero) display common traits, which set them apart from the other characters like being Driven by a goal, duty, or curiosity... Has a relatable character flaw... Loyal to cause, family, and allies... Experiences change... Brave and courageous... Superior intelligence or strength... Invokes trust or likeability.

Likewise with the antagonists(villain) who also have different traditional "villain" characteristics and it includes, Driven by a goal or duty, or a desire to avoid something... Has a relatable character flaw... Loyal to cause, family, and allies... Adapts easily to obstacles and change... Has a secret or important information... Superior intelligence or strength... Invokes feelings of unease or distrust

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I was making a research about our school play so we could act accordingly with their proven and supported characteristics. Unfortunately, the task was given to me. It was really a busy day for me because i am the director of the play, and we would perform it our school theater where everyone from our school as well as neighboring school would watch. That's why i really wanted to flatten down story and character concepts because i really want it to be polished, we can't afford to lose our face in front of thousands of people that'll be watching it.

The next day, the sudden climate change affected the pace of our preparation. It's raining and its pouring pretty hard. And unfortunately i forgot to bring my umbrella, which left me no choice but to run 'til i reach my destination... i don't really care at all anymore if i ruin my newly bought shirt or a chance that i'll get sick after this because no matter what happen i really need to get as fast as i can to the theater hall for our meeting and preparatory planning. Being a student surely sucks... if only i could fail this problematic performance i'd gladly do so.

Unfortunately, i've got no mother, father... and precisely i've got nothing and no one at all except myself. I was born to fit in any place, i grow anywhere and can be seen anywhere-i mean everywhere... i can be at my friends house, i have friends and there are lots of them that can also be trusted. And i also don't blame anyone for leading this kind of life, i just want to graduate and be a certificate holder.

I never really wish for anything or anyone at all, because i can't afford to let someone in and see through me with every pain and struggles vividly and clearly presented. Of course as badly, cheesey and cliché i want it to be.. i met this fuck*n' Smith guy. I mean... look! Who doesn't for once in their life, had their crushes ever in their whole life?! Mine was just delayed!

So this Smith guy was loved by everyone, he's some kind of the typical boyfriend next door material, everyone from school idolizes him... he's the literally an exact opposite of me. And i saw the good me in him, were far too different and too much for each other.

I almost cursed fate, because wherever i go he's always there... coincidence? Yeah, i think so too! Believe me, i'm not the kind of obsessive girl fangirling at her crush. I'm way too busy for that!

Unfortunately, all of a sudden i became a victim of "riding in tandem" in my most special day; birthday. I heard a gunshot, saw blood out of nowhere and a warm feeling embraced me. Suddenly a painful realization hit me...

Is it another coincidence? This time? I don't really think so... a man, the man of my dreams catched the bullet for me... i-i didn't saw this coming. I thought i was the one that'll be shot first. The last thing i saw and the very first gift i received for this day was his valedictory smile... the kind of smile i wasn't expecting and even dreaming that i was about to receive, there's a few unheard mouthed words but traceable words.

Happy Birthday Merida, i'm sorry... Then another gunshot rang, and a over speeding motorcycle ran away with the mastermind behind the crime.

Idiot! Stupid Anthony! Why do you have to catch the bullet for me if i am going to die anyway! Stupid me! Stupid riding in tandem! I hate you Anthony! I hate life! I hate myself! I wasn't even finished with my studies yet! I've got more plans and dreams ahead! Why die! WHY DO I HAVE TO DIE NOW!!!

I died...

I died without thanking him, i died without living a full and happy life...

I died as a loser...

And died with guilt, regrets and dismay...

If ever, just ever i'd be able to have another to live again... i want to live a full and happy life. Without any regrets, i want to experience love and be loved.

A single tear cascaded down from my eye through the cold ground with my blood scattered around me, i tilt my head and with every single energy left in me i look at this man beside me.

See you in our next life, Anthony...

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