“And this is how I got here” Lexi sighed in despair, worn out from reliving her past through the storytelling.

“I-I didn’t think it was this deep, I apologize” David could barely find his words, afraid to upset her further. Nevertheless, his curiosity got the best of him “Earlier at the coffee shop, you said that you came with a broken heart, mind and soul” he paused before resuming “Didn’t you say you healed in your years of solitude?”

She chuckled, amazed at his ability to remember details “I came with a broken heart because although I have moved on, I decided to keep my heart out of reach. It’s time for me to love myself before letting anyone else have feelings for me” she breathed out as she added “my mind is still broken because other possibilities showed itself to me along the way, and I still don’t know whether I should go through with it or not”.

“I see. But what about your soul?” he wondered, still confused by her previous explanations.

“Let’s leave that for another time” Lexi concluded concluded. She then stood up and headed to the elevator “Are you going up?”

“I have a couple of errands to run, I will catch up with you later” David smiled at her and headed towards the exit.

External Dormitory, Room 613 – 9.01 PM

As she laid her head on the pillow, Lexi thought about her conversation with David. She wondered if she had made a mistake by opening up to him, knowing the guy for less than a month. She rapidly brushed off her regrets and thought of her second piece of the puzzle: her broken mind.

Although pursuing a writing career was the reason why she broke free from her lab coat, her motive for applying to a Korean university amongst other choices was more than just earning herself an English degree. In fact, whilst she was healing herself with Kpop, she allowed herself to express her deepest thoughts in lyrical waves. Korean artists fascinated her so much that she was inspired to write rap songs of her own, or at least she attempted to. The dreamer in her has hoped to submit some of her writings to her favorites’ respective companies, whom she called mentors.

Wandering in her thoughts throughout the night gave her a headache. She decided to sleep it off and think about her next move in the morning.

External Dormitory, Study hall – 6.13 AM

The next morning, Lexi woke up from her slumber in shape as she finally came up with a decision. She grabbed her gray binder, her favorite pen and a stock of blank papers and headed to the study hall. She went through her journal, reading her work multiple times, trying to decide which draft would make a suitable candidate for her plan. She ended up choosing a few verses, labeling them with their respective song titles, hoping the diversity will grant her a better chance at being scouted rather than presenting one full song, which could build or abolish her.

“I’m an enthusiast, a dreamer