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Sophomore year was always odd to me. I never really got the context but kept hearing dudes saying it is one of the easiest years.

I took that into consideration.

I never really did much but run and exist. I did not realize how terrible I was at loving. I was not in love at all. I am not sure why anything kept going like it did or why there was no immediate stop to anything.

The loops kept coming back and back. I was afraid it was going to be like 2012 or 2014. The Girl suddenly came back into my life; we were just friends, but I knew something was different. It just always is.

Changes were coming fast. People growing up. People moving on. Just way too much of it. I was so little and innocent. I did not know what to do but to watch. As noble as it sounds, it was not good to accept stagnancy. And it is never good to accept it now.

I guess feeling like you were thrown into every possible thing you can think of really disturbs any formal process. Whatever, I guess.

This takes place 2015-2016: my sophomore year.

The screenplay was never finished and has no plan of being completed. The plan was to swap it with Chapter .5 as Chapter 2. Eventually, things from the underground will make light of the moments of Chapter 2…