A pack of werewolves has moved to a new residence.  One named Chrom is on a search for his younger brother that he got taken away from a young age. His younger brother is the only one he got left from his family.  Cheren and Shadow have been helping him find pieces of his past one by one but they have tried. Chrom hopes to find his younger brother before he forgets about everything he knew disappear.

This is a true life story written with the permission of the protagonist, though conversations would be fictional.

A story about a man's life and his biggest turning point.

age= int(input(“请输入你重启人生后的年龄：”))
   if age=18：print（“重生元年。”）
elif age=19：print（“家族分割。”）
elif age=20：print（“请把尊严还给大学生。”）
elif age=21：print（“耀眼的紫微星。”）
elif age=22：print（“家国情怀。”）
elif age=23：print（“大国崛起的时代。”）
elif age=24：print（“ 我辈当自强。”）
            else：print（“奋斗，奋斗，奋斗。”)

PS：书友说我的简介不好，像是小白文。那就修改吧，这下应该不白了吧？

Sebuah fanfiksi Sakura x Sasuke.

© Lil_Augusta9 2019

1. 23 Juni 2019

AUTHOR'S POV: 
Teja started talking with Yuvi, even though at first he felt weirdo but few minutes he was but avoided asking or answering personal questions. 
Shruthi was talking for more than half an hour, at first she spoke with Pari and then followed by Sara. 
As they had similar characters they just kicked off!
" Is she free or what? She has been on phone like half an hour!" Teja exclaimed. 
" It's just they both have the same characters, that's why! And Pari wouldn't mind talking with anyone as long as she feels comfortable!" He smiled. 
Whenever he said her name he had that idiot smile on his face, that was the thing Teja hated the most in him. 
" Hmm!" She just hummed not knowing how to comment on it. 
Although she wants to speak ill about her she controlled her tongue knowing that she does something like that he wouldn't talk with her. 
" So when will you return back to India?" Teja asked although he felt he doesn't want to answer still he didn't want to hurt her. 
" I don't know, we have planned for a week. But I don't know exactly..." He answered in precise. 
" Oh! Okay," She understood that he didn't like to answer. 
" Bro, here. She is on the line!" Shruthi handed the phone. 
 " Yes? Sweetheart" He smiled. 
" Huh, okay kitten. I will be leaving here in an hour." 
"....."
" Yes, your highness. I will do it don't worry! Return at least before evening or else you will be tired! Did you take tablets with you?" 
"......" 
" Good, then..... Yeah, bye take care!" He ended the call. 
" Tablets? What happened? Is she alright?" Tejas asked. 
" Yeah, she is fine. She broke her hand last week and also has to take some medicines!" He said plainly. 
" Oh! I saw the cast but..." She was interrupted by the phone call. 
So excused herself to have a talk with her father. 
" I don't like her!" Shruthi muttered as soon as she walked away. 
" Haha! Why?" 
" Don't you feel? Like really? This is the first time you guys are meeting she is asking all sort of questions as if she is your long last friend!" She exclaimed bitterly. 
" Even I don't know her, but I have her twice already. Even though I didn't like to answer some of her questions but still, you see we were talking freely she doesn't know we are close so maybe she thought it's normal to talk, maybe it's her character!" Yuvi said making Shruthi let out a heavy sigh. 
" You know what Sid sir should have been a lecturer but you should have! You and your philosophy. Go, bro!" She whined slumped on the chair. 
" Okay, madam. You were busy talking with her what did she say?" He asked. 
" We just talked normal stuff, I talked with her junior too. Sara. She is busy it seems so I ended the call! You know, we should have dinner together after your honeymoon!" She smiled sheepishly. 
" You better mention it as vacation, okay?" 
" Why? Are you shy, bro?" She teased him. 
Soon Teja came toward them, she announced that it's a yes from her side.
" Okay, then. I will leave after signing it!" They climbed into the elevator reaching Mr. Acharya's cabin. 
Yuvi asked his secretary about his whereabouts, he was still in the meeting. So he asked her the file that Yuvi already has signed because they knew what would happen. 
They knew with less time, they wouldn't think of the disadvantages but only the advantages that's why they gave her just 2 hours time. An experienced man would reject this offer but she was in sedation called Yuvi so she didn't care of any other thing, but Yuvi. Only Yuvi! 
Once she signed the documents he got them from her and asked Mr. Acharya's secretary, 
" Scan and send a copy of this to their company main email. what madam wants!" He said to the secretary. 
" Yes, sir. I will do that. Mr. Acharya has instructed me already, I will send a copy to your email too!" She said and he nodded. 
" Any problem in this Ms. Teja Kasyup?" Yuvi asked her in a formal which sent a shiver down her spine. 
" No, no. It's fine!" She said and gave the email to the secretary. 
" Okay, then. I gotta go! Bye, Shruthi!" He said with a side hug. 
" Bye, bro. Take care, have a safe journey!" She wished him. 
He walked to the elevator after a nod at Teja. 
She didn't like she wanted more than that but woman it's hard you know? 
Once his wife finds out your intention then you are done! 
She bid a bye to Shruthi and rushed to the elevator so that she could be with him for some more minutes. 
Shruthi felt weird, but she just shrugged it off. 
Whereas in the lift he didn't mind making a conversation with her, he was busy typing something on his phone. 
Teja felt hot in his proximity, even though the lift was large enough which could at least contain 15 people still she felt his proximity. Her stomach churned, heart fluttered, etc. She imagined everything. 
It was true love until she knew he is married but after that, it turned into an obsession. 
Even if he was happy, she wants to destroy their relationship because he wants him. The true love died there! 
 It was her selfishness and stubbornness and also the quality of possessing things that she wished for. Now he was a thing to her!
MEANWHILE, 
" Mam, that Dr. Arya Vanshi's girlfriend called us again. She said that she got threats that if anyone asks about Arya Vanshi she should inform them. They were native Africans it seems. Her phones are taped it seems, she contacted us through her friend!" Francis said to Parinithi. 
" Was he late to threaten her? Or is he playing something?" Parinithi asked contemplating. 
" I was thinking the same, he did everything perfectly but how did leave this matter?" Raj agreed to her. 
" Hmm..." 
" Where is Karthick? He is disappearing at times!" She asked Francis and Sara. 
" We don't know, he is doing something very confidentially he didn't let out a word about that!" Sara said. 
" Hmmm..." Parinithi hummed in response and called Karthick which ringed just out of the door. They were in the meeting room. 
" Hello, I am here!" He said entering the room. 
" Yeah, where were you?" She asked. 
" Oh, me? You gave me a task you remember? To find out about the journalist and the scientist who tried attacking you..." 
" Yeah, yeah. What about them?" Parinithi asked. 
" Seems like, it's tougher than what we thought! You were right everything about them is a mystery if I go and ask about them in their office and his lab. The heads are behaving oddly! I couldn't get to know what they were working on. 
We have to work uncover to discover about them!" Karthick said. 
" Hmm. Make sure whatever we discuss stays with us! I want you to follow some rules. 
1. Don't use your electronic gadgets in the room where we discuss, because we know to what extent he can go. 
2. Don't be careless on your work-related laptop and phones. Don't carry them home, keep them in the alarm locker. 
3. Don't print out the reports!
4. Don't use your personal vehicles at least till I return, use office vehicles. 
5. Have your gun loaded. 
Because he might have known about my trip to London. I have two things 
1. If he someone who is from my past and also knows about my intention to go there. He will try to stop me from getting what I wanted. 
2. Ot takes this as a chance and destroys the evidence which is here. 
Either of these is a loss for us. So, I demand you to be more careful. 
.
.
" Hmm. Make sure whatever we discuss stays with us! I want you to follow some rules. 
1. Don't use your electronic gadgets in the room where we discuss, because we know to what extent he can go. 
2. Don't be careless on your work-related laptop and phones. Don't carry them home, keep them in the alarm locker. 
3. Don't print out the reports!
4. Don't use your personal vehicles at least till I return, use office vehicles. 
5. Have your gun loaded. 
Because he might have known about my trip to London. I have two things 
1. If he someone who is from my past and also knows about my intention to go there. He will try to stop me from getting what I wanted. 
2. Ot takes this as a chance and destroys the evidence which is here. 
Either of these is a loss for us. So, I demand you to be more careful. 
1. If he someone who is from my past and also knows about my intention to go there. He will try to stop me from getting what I wanted. 
2. Ot takes this as a chance and destroys the evidence which is here. 
Either of these is a loss for us. So, I demand you to be more careful. 


What happens to her when she is asked to marry a person who doesn't even know her name? 
No one forced her but, she was left without a choice!

" What the hell is happening here? Who are you? What were you doing at the traffic signal in the morning? Are you really, her? Whom I married?! I feel like I married someone and now seeing another one!" 

"Oh! God, seriously? Even after watching everything in the morning you still don't know my name?! Wow! It's so great of you, Yuvi!

_________________________________

"No! Don't touch me you bastard" she yelled and moved back.

"Come on, sweetheart! You know how much I want you. I will give you the best time of your life" He said moving towards her.

"Dare to come near me! I kill you!" she yelled still moving backward.

"Kill me, sweetheart! But let's die together" He didn't stop moving.

What's gonna happen?
Will she kill him?
or kill herself?
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" Love you, darling! Don't make me wait, more! " He pecked her nose.

He tightened his grip around her and brought her more into him, he bent down to her lips, she clutched his ironed shirt very tightly, she shut her eyes tightly, their lips almost touched.

She pushed him from her. And now she was burning with anger not only at him but also at her, she didn't know how she lost her mind.
She felt ashamed of herself.

"Don't you ever dare to come near me! How dare you!" She yelled a whisper as there is a probability of being caught by others.

"See, sorry! For what happened just now, but ever? Do you even remember we're gonna get married?" He questioned her.

As it was his fault he was silent but still, she could have stopped him in the beginning even but, she didn't! Because she was also into it.

"In your dreams, Sid! Do you think I'll marry you? If you believe so, don't build hopes! It will never ever happen and I'll never let it happen"

Yuvi didn't know who he married! 

Sid didn't how he gonna get married! 


Go ahead read to know what happens!
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Palace of Heaven's Roars once was one of the 12 major forces of the Central Plains with many affiliated families and countless warriors in its army.
As the orders were sent, the troops sprang to work. They gathered the civilians from other cities and clans and sent them to the City of Heaven's Roars one group after another.
Since the Teleportation Formation could not take so many passengers, some warriors used iron-ships and ancient chariot to deliver the civilians.
Around the City of Heaven's Roars emerged a magnificent scene. Far and near, huge iron-ships and ancient chariots were flying around, delivering countless humans over. The vehicles covered up the sky and extended to the horizon.
Palace of Heaven's Roars arranged for supplies of tents and food. After all, too many people were sent over. Chaos might arise from such situations. If those Semi-God Realm warriors were enraged, Master of the Palace of Heaven's Roars and the others who had turned soul slaves would end up in misery.
The majority of the people being sent here were not warriors and they had to be carried to the ships by warriors. Among the people were the elderly, women, and children.
They did not know why Master of the Palace of Heaven's Roars wanted them here. In their eyes were confusion and fear but none dared to run away. Given the fact that they were not warriors, they would have been eaten up by Xuan Beasts even if they managed to escape to the mountains.
To the north of the City of Heaven's Roars was a boundless plain which was now crowded with people who were compelled to stay within their tents at all times for all daily businesses. Every one thousand feet there was a guard who would kill anyone up to monkey business.
Ten million, thirty million, fifty million…
The Teleportation Formation kept operating—and tens of thousands of iron-ships and ancient chariots transported over more people. An increasing number of people were gathered at the northern City of Heaven's Roars. The tents here extended to the horizon.
It was only five days and over fifty million humans had been gathered here. As time moved on, more would come.
Master of Palace of Heaven's Roars and the Family Patriarchs were so worried that their hair turned white. The demand for food and water every day for this many people was huge. Without such food and water, the civilians would starve to death, which could incur large-scale chaos and panic…
Fang Rui and the others of the group had been living in the City of Heaven's Roars. They didn't go anywhere. But they sent someone to gather information as a way to learn about the Great Land.
Palace of Heaven's Roars once was one of the 12 major forces with great resources. All of Palace of Heaven's Roars' scouts were sent out. Information across the Great Land was sent back.
However, for Fang Rui, such information bore little meaning. Lu, Jiang, Ye and Kong Family and many of their affiliated families had escaped to the Inferno. The passageways connecting to the Inferno and Deserted World had been destroyed.
Even if they were not, Fang Rui and the group would not be able to enter the Inferno on account of the rules of Purgatory of Primordial Chaos. Therefore, to kidnap Lu Li's families and friends was virtually impossible.
Since it was pointless to travel to other places, Fang Rui and the group did not leave. They stayed. They would gather a large number of humans and recorded the scene with print stones to threaten Lu Li.
Another five days went by.
Over one hundred million humans had arrived. Fang Rui went into action. He and the twenty-some Semi-God Realm warriors flew up and used print stones to record the scene.
The twenty-some Semi-God Realm warriors were full of furious homicidal intentions. The countless humans on the ground were like lambs waiting to be butchered. Their eyes filled with dread, their faces showed confusion and their bodies that were trembling were all recorded by the print stones.
"Alright now!"
Fang Rui flew around and then handed the print stone to a Semi-God Realm. "Give the print stone to Lord Yan now."
That Semi-God Realm left and arrived at the entrance of the Demon-slaying Battleground after several rounds of teleportation. He flew quickly to Yan Gu. Arriving at the site, the Semi-God Realm warrior saw that Yan Gu and the others were still waiting and had not attacked at the Wicked Bead.
But the Semi-God Realm warrior did not ask questions. He flew over, handed the print stone to Yan Gu and reported, "Lord Yan, we have gathered over one hundred million humans at the City of Heaven's Roars and the number is still on the rise. We suppose that after 10 days, the number will reach two to three hundred million. We will kill them all upon your orders."
"Okay!"
Yan Gu nodded, indifferently. He showed no emotions. For him, the Heaven Reverse Universe was just a small one and the people here were no different from beasts or other alien races. He would not feel sorry even if all living beings of the Heaven Reverse Universe were to decease.
Any warrior that wanted to become a powerful one must experience slaughter or else he or she would never become powerful. The higher-ups in major families all killed their way up. How else would they control their subordinates? Yan Gu and Chen Tianxian, as well as the others, all had killed millions or tens of millions.
"Go back!"
Yan Gu said, after some thought, "Tell Fang Rui to take control of the hundreds of millions of humans first. Do not let anything go wrong and wait for my orders!"
"Yes~"
The warrior at the initial stage of the Semi-God Realm left. Yan Gu poured Xuan Energy into the print stone which soon lit up. An image popped out in the sky. In the image, was the scene at the northern City of Heaven's Roars.
"This is very good!"
Chen Tianxian, Feng Wanhu, and Jun Hongye threw a few glances, satisfied. Jun Hongye then gazed at the mountain in the distance and said with a frown, "It has been 10 days and there is no reaction from Lu Li. He has not recovered? Should we strike at him to alert him?"
"Let's wait for a few more days…"
Yan Gu said. "They have only captured a hundred million humans. We will talk with Lu Li after more are captured."
"Okay!"
The others could do nothing. They sat down and waited quietly.
…
It was true that Lu Li was still in a coma. He was weak from consuming the Slayer's blood. To make it worse, he was seriously wounded. Therefore, he had been sleeping.
Master of Haechi fed Lu Li with top-level healing pellets so the latter's wounds had been healing. The side effects of consuming the Slayer's blood were not as severe as compared with the past. His strength was not entirely consumed. He should be waking up in two to three days.
But Master of Haechi was surprised to find that Lu Li only came back to his senses after nine days. At first, Lu Li did not open his eyes. He felt his head was heavy. It took him quite a while to become sober.
He still kept his eyes closed and replayed the last scene before he passed out. It was when Zi Lian let herself explode.
"God of Wings!"
Lu Li bellowed, clenching his teeth in hatred. He held God of Wings responsible for Zi Lian's death. One way or another, God of Wings had everything to do with it.
"God of Wings, just you wait!"
Lu Li said to himself. If he could survive and could ascend to the Divinity, he would try everything to kill God of Wings to comfort the spirit of the deceased Zi Lian.
"Boom, boom, boom~"
While his thoughts were flying wildly, Yan Gu and others were losing patience. They poured out Xuan Energy and blasted at the mountain the Wicked Bead was at. 
Lu Li was startled. He used psychic power to check. When he saw Yan Gu and others were attacking from the distance, his face became clouded.
The Slayer's blood was gone. God of Sorcerer, God of Barbarian and Emperor of Heaven Reverse could not offer help. Lu Li had no other plans.
Yan Gu and the others were unwilling to admit defeat and leave. Where was the way out for Lu Li?


On the Great Land of China, forces clashed for the sake of supremacy and Bloodline Warriors ran amok; the conflict of the strong threatened to shatter heaven and earth. A young man named Lu Li—nothing more than a humble Coffin Carrier from the Northern Desert—came along with Lu Ling, his sister. The two were regarded as puny insects and bullied, but little did people know that Lu Li had the strongest Bloodline in him of them all.

He mounted the most handsome of horses and drank the strongest of wines;
He bedded the most beautiful of ladies and murdered the most hated of people;
He told a huge lie and carried with him an ill-reputation undeserved;
He traveled all by his lonesome and danced with devils;

He had given his word that he would come back, that he would be strong.
And it was because of this that she was still waiting in the city—alone.


Somewhere else.
In Russia.
The Russian edition officially went on sale.
At a bookstore, the line inside was growing longer and longer.
"I want a copy of Gone with the Wind."
"Give me five copies."
"Everyone's here to buy this book?"
"Yeah, I heard it sold really well abroad. It's the best-selling book in recent years."
"I heard about that too. The book is very sought after in America, Canada, and Britain. That is why I also came to buy one to read it. There should be a reason why it's so popular."
"I was recommended to read it by other people too."
"How's the Russian translation?"
"I don't know. I heard that it was written by a Chinese person and the translations were even done by the author himself without the help of a translator, although that sounds doubtful."
"Wow!"
"What is it?"
"This person's command of the Russian language is really good!"
"Are you serious?"
"I just bought a copy and browsed through it. This translation is so good!"
"I'll have a look as well—aiyo, it's true."
"The way this Russian is expressed is even better than how a native can do it!"
"Is this person Russian or Chinese?"
"I heard that the Chinese edition has also been put on sale in China. It's not unusual for a person to know three languages, but how many can claim to be proficient in three languages?"
"I'm even more interested in this book now."
On the same day.
Many Russian bookstores also went out of stock as Gone with the Wind sold crazily on its first day of sales!
Some people bought the book because they simply liked reading novels and would always look for newly published works to read. Meanwhile, others were attracted by the talk surrounding the book. After all, Gone with the Wind had been making a name for itself in the international arena for the past few days. It was very popular, so everyone was curious about what kind of a book it was. Moreover, Russia had quite a few disputes with its neighboring countries over the past two years. There were many incidents that were even brought to the attention of the United Nations, and the international arena was getting worried that a war could break out at any moment. So, within Russia itself, war novels became very popular, which laid the foundations for Gone with the Wind to sell so well.
…
At a Russian publishing house.
"Chief Editor, they're out of stock!"
"That's how many stores already?"
"It's the fifth store!"
"Why is it selling so quickly?"
"I don't know. We've already taken that into consideration and printed 500,000 copies for the initial print run. But we still couldn't have expected the sales to be this crazy! It's simply too frightening!"
"Print! Print some more!"
"OK!"
…
At another place.
In China.
The bookstore industry's reaction was even more astonishing!
Beijing.
Shanghai.
Shenzhen.
Nanjing.
Countless cities.
Countless points of sale.
At this moment, long lines were forming!
"Gone with the Wind! Give me a copy!"
"I want one too!"
"Please give me ten copies! Thank you!"
"Do you still have Gone with the Wind?"
"Sorry, we're sold out."
"What? I've been lining up since morning!"
"Why is it sold out already?"
"Damn, I've been waiting for Teacher Zhang's new book for a very long time!"
"Why aren't you all bringing in more stock! Why are you all so dumb! That's Face-smacking Zhang's book, and which book of his hasn't sold well in the past? Why didn't you all consider that beforehand!"
"Yeah, I only managed to get Fortress Besieged the last time round after waiting in line for three days! You people are so incapable. You don't even know how to plan your stock orders? It's Face-smacking Zhang's book we're talking about. Even a first print of two million copies wouldn't satisfy the demand locally, much less abroad! Just by Zhang Ye's name alone, who wouldn't buy a copy of it to read?"
…
On Weibo.
The Chinese release of Gone with the Wind was already making headlines!
"Did anyone manage to get it?"
"I couldn't get a copy. I was a step too late!"
"*cries* Me neither! *flips table*"
"Hahaha, I managed to buy one!"
"I've already read over twenty pages of the book. It's so wonderful!"
"This is such a complete change from Zhang Ye's previous styles! But it's still very nice to read! The description of life during the war is amazing! It feels as though Zhang Ye really lived during that period!"
"The characters in the book are outstanding too!"
"The racial tensions are palpable and run deep!"
"Eh, the war really affected the livelihood of people. Zhang Ye has made his point on this really well. This novel is absolutely on the level of a world-famous work! It's no wonder it's been so well-received in the international market!"
"Face-smacking Zhang has finally managed to become a little more international!"
"He has really defied the Heavens this time!"
"True that, I never expected that he could write a novel like this!"
"I've looked through a few pages, but I didn't quite like it. Still, I bought ten copies!"
"Previous poster, why did you do that?"
"To collect! If you don't buy Zhang Ye's book, you aren't Chinese!"
"Pfft, Face-smacking Zhang has really got a lot of fans!"
"Of course, the number one of the Chinese entertainment circle is not just for show. In order for Face-smacking Zhang to march into the international celebrity rankings, I've got to do my part as well!"
"Supporting Zhang Ye's foray into the international entertainment circle!"
"Right, China should have had a celebrity who can stand firmly in the international celebrity rankings long ago! Zhang Yuanqi couldn't do it, Xu Meilan couldn't do it, and Guan Zhaohua was also unable to do it. It's all up to Zhang Ye now. That scammer of a fellow is full of ideas, so I would also like to see if he can break into the international scene and start some trouble there!"
"Well said! I'll go buy five books too!"
Thus, Gone with the Wind also sold like crazy in China!
This was also where it sold the most crazily in the whole wide world!
…
At the Chinese Writers' Association.
"W-Was this written by Zhang Ye?"
"This is so impressive!"
"I've heard that bookstores everywhere are already out of stock for this book."
"Yes, it seems to be the case for Russia too."
"It's even selling well in the non-English-speaking countries?"
"Perhaps he really does stand a chance of winning the Nobel Prize."
"I really dislike Zhang Ye as a person. But if he can really bring back an unprecedented Nobel Prize, I'll be the first person to clap for him!"
"Does he really have a chance?"
"That depends on the Nobel Committee."
…
India.
"What? That Chinese writer's novel has broken sales records?"
"Is he thinking of competing with us for the Nobel Prize?"
"He only has one book to his name, how dare he?"
"The Nobel Prize in Literature will surely be ours this time!"
"That's right! We didn't manage to get it the previous time around, but it will definitely be ours this time! Teacher Bangalore has been accumulating reputation for ten years and has released seven or eight best-selling novels. This Chinese guy has only got one book, so there's basically nothing to worry about. Hai, if it weren't for Teacher Bangalore's temper and his character, he wouldn't have had to wait for ten years to get a Nobel Prize."
…
At the committee for the Nobel Prize in Literature.
"Gone with the Wind?"
"This novel has very strong momentum right now."
"I've read it. It's truly worth recommending!"
"This is indeed a good novel. But there are some topics in it that are quite insensitive."
"I don't find it insensitive at all. What was written in the book is really just a naked manifestation of the contradictions during those times. This is absolutely a great work in the history of literature!"
"You've got such a high opinion of it, Stanford?"
"Yes, I love this book to death!"
"Zhang Ye?"
"This person is worth giving attention to."
…
With three different language editions of the book.
Gone with the Wind was selling exceptionally well in countries around the world!
Suddenly, the international focus on Zhang Ye and his popularity also started increasing. As such, he was now a big step closer to the international celebrity rankings!


Zhang Ye was originally a mundane college graduate with aspiring dreams to become a star, but unfortunately has below average looks and height. However one day, he woke up and suddenly found himself in a parallel world! 
It’s like the same world, but wait a minute…many brands, celebrities and even famous works from his world changed and are gone in this new world! Armed with the profound literary knowledge of his previous world and a heaven-defying Game Ring that gives him magical items, stats and skills, Zhang Ye embarks on a journey to pursue his life-long dream of becoming famous!
Follow Zhang Ye as he takes the new world by storm, one plagiarized piece at a time, to hilarious reactions!

Even now I use Vincent to get by. He's been running my life and I've succeeded because of him since the first day we met and he offered me the job. Vincent has constantly picked me up after I've tripped and fallen. He found me an apartment, furnished it, bought me my car with a special parking space—even though I've never driven it. Vincent who continues to rescue me but never the other way around. Everything is one sided.

Our relationship is not centered or evenly yoked. There isn't even a positive business term to describe what we have between us. We are as uneven as a seesaw—a business deal destined to go bad. He is writing the contracts, and I keep signing them without reading the fine print. The only thing I have going for me is the hope we'll work out. But now it feels as if we're rushing toward the end at full speed. Nothing I can do will stop it. Now I have to sit back and wait for the crash.

"I don't want to leave you like this." He tries to sit on the bed but I refuse to move my feet to make him space, my eyes tracking a seagull—so far from water—as it sails through the sky looking for a place to land.

More than just jealousy fuels my anguish although that is a large part of it. He can take Rachel out to lunch, be seen with her in public, but to do so with me could have devastating results. If I was a better person, I would get in my car and run as far away from Vincent as possible. It would be the kind and gentle thing to do because anything more with him could devastate his world.

And we both know I'm not worth that upheaval to his social or financial situation.

Business always come first and I need to stop expecting our relationship to be exempt from the rule.

"Fuck, Mackenzie. What would you have me do?"

I scream, "LOSE THE CONTRACT!" But only in my head. Outwardly my face stays a blank mask, hiding my misery.

Does it make me strong or stupid to not let Vincent see what his actions do to me?

"Go." I wait a second before flicking my wrist toward the door and keep my gaze on the seagull as it flies out of my view.

It isn't Vincent's fault about today. I'd taken a philosophy course as a blow off credit in college my freshman year, but it turned out to be one of the hardest classes I'd ever almost failed. I cannot remember which philosopher from which time, but someone important said, "If you love something set it free. If it comes back, it's yours."

Maybe it was a Beach Boy.

Anyway, the quote always resembled one of those supergeneric fortune cookies. Some statements are universally understood, and it isn't fair an old white dude got credit for saying it just because they put it in writing. Philosophy is like astrology. If you make enough open-ended statements, eventually one of them will come true.

But the one that always stuck out, a reminder in the back my brain for the rest of my college career was from Shakespeare? When he said, "Expectation is the root of all heartache."

My expectations of Vincent are just that.

Mine.

And as soon as I made them it meant he could break the and lead to my heartache. And it's all my fault. Vincent warned me multiple times. There is always a laptop or a phone in his hand. I never control one hundred percent of Vincent's attention.

And I never will.

I thought he'd appreciate my low maintenance, but it seems like the opposite happened. Somehow I've become too easy. I'm just another piece of Vincent's life, a pawn he can move. I'm a static piece that lives in the background of his business world.

He turns away from the bed but stops at the doorway. "Will you be here when I get back?" He speaks in agony and then deflates, but if he truly cared he wouldn't need to ask.

And then, lying there in his sheets, I realize I don't know the answer myself. Will I still be here when he gets back? If I pitch a fit and demand he cancel his meeting, will he? Will he search for me if I leave? Can I even make a demand and then learn he didn't think I was worth it?

No.

Even as pissed and heartbroken as I am, I can't make the selfish choice and demand Vincent stay. I won't cost him a contract.

Business always comes first.

Plus, a worry worms its way into my heart that if force him to make a choice between me and the deal, I will be the loser in the end. Even if he says yes today, what wedge will it create between us? Scared of his response, I'm too much of a chicken to make any demands. I'd rather hold on to him, to this delusion, for longer.

After everything I've learned about him on Friday afternoon, I'm still here. In his bed and naked. I'm still waiting by his side like a poor pathetic little puppy too scared to jump out of the box and make it on her own.

I want to leave, and I've thought about it, but I won't.

My head falls deeper into the pillow and I lose sight of the building tops now, only seeing blue sky out the window. "I'll be here."

He hesitates, but from the corner of my eye, I catch the nod and then the back of his head. "I'll be right back."

It doesn't matter how long he's gone. I'll be here waiting. There to sniff him and see if I notice woman's perfume, to check for lipstick on his collar.

"Do you plan to say goodbye?" he asks, turning back into the room.



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A whole day passed it was amazing to meet Dylan. I thought he was like others but I was wrong he is caring and sweet , wait did I say sweet . After thinking about today I went to sleep.It's morning another day of  this month. I reached on time , no seniors passing their work to me all engaged in their own work and then comes the great announcement . We interns have to sell one of the product's a hundred piece. Luckily I was paired with the most talented among all the interns Dylan and my sweet crush Harry.
     When we arrived we found all the stalls were boring none had any thing which could attract the customers , 2 hours passed no one coming . Another 10 minutes we are pissed off.Dylan called me and Harry  in a corner he asked us what's our opinion about the stall,  if we were the customers then what might be our demand and do we have any utility for the product. Our answers was clear no because only technical workers require this products.This answer made us realize we were selling it at a wrong place to those who can never require the product . Dylan said he will prepare a chart to simplify the usage of the product. I said I will print pamplets and gather crowd.Harry decided to make the stall stand among the rest. After an hour when we gathered I brought 25 customers , Harry made the stall look colourful using spray paint and Dylan made a flow showcasing the importance of the product.
  All the products assigned to us were sold and ultimately we three won other 3 groups could hardly sell 10 to 12 products.Our CEO personally called us to his cabin he praised us for our work and asked to work in the future with the same spirit.Harry and I left,Dylan was asked to  wait. Once we were out we were listening hoping CEO don't say anything to hurt him. We couldn't hear anything when Dylan came out he was happiest among all. We three decided to celebrates our first win tonight.

EXPECTATIONS.....in life all have expectations towards us in this story the leads are constantly staying to live life leaving expectations.

"So why is money, particularly the dollar is a scam?" I waited to see if anyone would respond.

Dead silent. I was a bit uncomfortable.

"Uhm... Hama?" I called on a random student.

From the front, I could saw Hama, leader of the only women's gang in this prison.  Even though her body and face appeared so pure and innocent, she acted like a barbarian and sit like men.

"Ugh! I don't know," Hama let out an irritated voice. She scratched her head and put one leg on the chair while the other still on the ground.

"God shouldn't give that sweet and angelic voice to her either," I thought to myself.

"Hey! You're picking on our boss!" her gang member spoke up.

"Not at all, ladies. I just called on her randomly," I quickly defend myself.

"She must be in your mind for her name to be the first one came to your head," Smasi was pouring oil into the fire.

"OOH. Our little teacher has his eyes on a student. Hey headmaster! Extend his duration! Ha Ha Ha!" Smasi men joined with their boss.

I instantly turned to Smasi and looking at him like, "Can you stop?" And he looked just looked the other way smirking.

But then, a screeching sound of the microphone cut off the mood of the class, "Please settle down." That was from the headmaster.

From behind, the students could felt the deadly gaze from the guards, so they quickly settled down.

"Thank god the headmaster is here. It's really difficult dealing with these guys," I thought.

"Ehem. As I said before. In the past, countries have ratios to exchange from their native currency to gold. Why is this important? Because since gold is a finite resource, meaning you can't create gold out of thin air, it keeps countries from printing money excessively. If they want more money, they have to find more gold. Using the example before, the country can only issue ten more feathers when an ounce of gold is mined. This is why money used to have value because it tied to gold which requires time and resource to mine."

"What do you mean by money 'used to have the value'?" Hama interrupted, still having her irritated voice.

"Great question. I'm on my way to answer it," I responded happily. "Before the U.S abolish the gold standard, the dollar worked in the same way. For a certain amount of dollars, you can go to the bank and exchange for a certain amount of gold, a term for it is the gold standard. But in 1971, the U.S announced that the dollar will no longer tie to gold, and other countries follow their policies as well. All the money in the world today no longer have a gold standard."

"Why is it a big deal then? Who cares if it's gold standard or not?" a voice that made all of the students' heads turned. The last gang leader has spoken. It was easy to identify since his voice was so lazy and carefree. It was Obla. If I see Hama as barbaric, Smasi as wise, then Obla is fake. He always seems so lazy and dumb, but when I approached him to talked with his gang, I found out that all of his men are smart and secretive. Definitely not someone I can underestimate.

"The problem is, without the gold standard, a country can print as much money as they want," I explained.

"Why is that a problem?" Obla asked again. This time he gave me a yawn as well. I can't help but felt he has already known all of this already.

"When something happens, let's say a debt that country has to pay, let say a billion-dollar. What's stopping it from printing up that amount to pay the debt. We saw this happened in Germany after World War I. Their solution to repaying the debt was to print money rapidly. The consequence of that was their inflation accelerated like a rocket ship. Imagine waking up, you have to pay five times as much for a piece of bread compared to yesterday. Many, many people who kept their wealth in the Deutsche Mark lost their purchasing power overnight and so their wealth was destroyed. This is to show many of you, who committed crimes for money, are risking your freedom for nothing more than a piece of paper!" I almost yelled at the end.

I paused there to give them time to think of what I just said. The atmosphere had changed. No more laughing and joking. Looking at my students, I could slowly see faces of disbelieve coming from individuals I thought wouldn't pay attention to the class at all. Some began to stare at the ground, zoning elsewhere. Some closed their eyes and grinned their teeth. Others looked back at their gang leaders, Smasi and Hama to find some comfort.

I looked at Obla's gang. They were all fine. While the others were shocked. They sat there peacefully, showing no reaction at all.

"I figured. They all seem to be well educated after all. Then what crimes did they committed? It couldn't be money," I thought.

"Then why are people still using the dollar?" Smasi voice took my attention from Obla's gang away.

"I'm sorry to say this, but it is the same reason that you are all in awe right now. No one had taught them about money, and so, they blindly trust that their sweats and tears of labor in their salary. But if you look at what the rich are doing, you will see that they are always getting rid of their cash. Either from buying stocks, bonds, gold, real estate... They are finding every way possible to exchange their cash into an asset, something that has value because they know that they can't trust money." I said.

From the shock before, I was able to get the class's full attention. I saw many of them even though still zoning out, nodded to what I just said.

"Yes! They are beginning to accept me as their teacher." I was so happy.

I was about to continue to the next section but was interrupted by the headmaster's voice coming from a microphone.

"I believe we have reached one hour. Please quickly finish the class in a few sentences."

I looked up and nodded at the headmaster. Taking a deep breath, I gave out the final saying, "Okay, guys. That took longer than I anticipated. The supply and demand and power of influence will be discussed later. I hope you all learned something important. Like today, our future lessons will be important to your life. Keep your heads clear to absorb as much information as you can cause my class will change your lives!"

Love? I don’t have time for that.

Money? I got what I wanted

Power? They always obey me

Fame? They already know who I am

With these hands, I will guide those lost souls to greatness.



I will show them how to sin.

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