Where should I find my life

A highschooler is walking in a narrow alley under cloudy day.

I finally finish my exam! Graduation is near. I don't care. I will just have fun with what I love. Though mom says all these stuff is getting me nowhere. Nah. I saw cloud moving one by one. As I walk back to my place. My hands skills probably already at 100%. I'm very sure of it. I am positive I can make a miracle in this hopeless world.

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Maybe reality is a bit harsh. It's practically non-existent here. Why? Because I'm not really an disable person. They say you should create mug or pottery. I mean, that's cool. But, I wish to open a very pretty gift shop with large RIBBON.

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Ah, I forgot to tell you. My name is Rikika Mami.

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(Swirl)

Fan turns rightttt, fan turns leftttt.

(Tap, tap)

Water drops. It's such a waste. Better give my plant.

[Maananamamamnaa]

Honestly, the reason I'm still at this house is because I'm sick. I've no immune to sun. It's just getting worst when I haven't yet reach a proper age. Seeing now my pretty milkish cat is sitting goes, "Wraw."

"What..."

Ah yes. That app. I'm hesitant. I'm very surprised my level is very, very high. Every minute, every free time, it's what I've been doing, ribbon crafting. My hands will feel empty if I don't it. No!

My account. Profile???? It shows Very Important Person. How does that happen?! Am I from some high mighty class or something special descendant?

[Ding]

[You're invited to The Meeting]

Refused.

[You're invited to The Meeting]

Refused.

[╬ You're forced to The Meeting]

[Depart in 5 seconds]

[BGM]

"You're here! Welcome."

"What's your answer?"

Stares. Masked. Stares. Stick and sticky notes.

"To which question?"

"Where should I find my life?"

"Wraw." Milky /ᐠ｡ꞈ｡ᐟ\ 𓆡𓆝𓆞𓆟𓆜𓆛