The day erupted with lively energy, Birds chirping a heavenly tune, dancing among the branches of trees, while the wind whispered through the small spaces between buildings, rustling the leaves of the flora. Meanwhile, the sounds of chatter from people and the honking of car horns erupted through the bustling city streets.

The sun's warmth rays shined through the alleyways, mixing with the chilling breeze that licked people's skin, showcasing a gentleness in the air. Yet, a remaining chill stirred, causing people to glance in awe at the towering structures around them as the grey concrete and darkened asphalt streets and sidewalks transformed the area into a wild urban jungle.

Four young teenagers, who were unknown to each other, continued their lives in this bolstering city. One among the teenagers is a 15-year-old boy, his shaggy bronze-like hair with brown highlights, communed with his stunning green eyes, as he strolled along the crowded sidewalk. 

His freckles sprinkled across not only his face, yet his body, and his cheeks were framed by dimples that were mostly hidden by the hood of his black hoodie, which cast a shadow over his facial features. 

He wears a stern expression, a frown that seems to say, "Approach me, I dare you!" with his hands shoved into his pockets, he lunches over, peeking out from beneath his hood, his sharp glare slicing through the air.

While marching down the crowded pavement, his attention was piqued by erupting sounds of yelling, he peeked through his hood to see the commotion, where he saw an adult man and a young girl who was just a year older than him in a heated exchange, realizing the man was the girl's father.

The girl was only 16 years of age, she had a strong, yet thick feature, which was considered healthy and average. Her face was puffy, with weary hazel eyes that were baggy, freckles spread across her face, and dimples that highlighted her charm. She had short brown hair, with bangs that overlayed her left eye. It was apparent that she had been crying recently, as her eyes revealed stains of tears, and her face mirrored signs of inner turmoil. 

She raced down the concrete stairs, her white blouse revealing her shoulders, yet laced in a frill was paired with blue jeans that hugged her legs, and stylish shoes that seemed rushed on. 

From behind her was her father, a man who carried himself as a thug, tattoos crawling across his chest and arms, a design that caused him to be intimidating. He wore jeans that seemed to be quickly put on, unbuckled and loose. 

He shouted at her demanding authority, his words were aimed at her heart and her feelings, while with a look of disgust and disdain. Shock appeared on her face, as tears watered from her eyes in pain.

She quickly escaped down the stairs, and nudged into the 15-year-old boy, knocking him off balance. Even though they ran into each other, the boy stomped onto the ground, keeping him from falling over. 

"Sorry!" she shuttered yet looked in fear and without hesitation continued to flee away from her father. The boy scoffed in annoyance, brushing his shoulder, and looked back at the father, who gave him a dangerous glare and demanded, "What!" while flinching and showing a hostile stance.

The boy shot a fierce, yet cold glare towards the father, which caused him to look in shock and worry, which caused him to retreat into the building. As the boy continued marching down the crowded pavement, he shook his head in nonbelief, whispering a curse under his breath that labeled the man as a coward.

The 16-year-old girl raced further and further away from her father's control, leaving him in the boy's wake. The sounds of her footsteps were hallowing and seemed to match her heartbeat. A concerned expression spread across her face as glimpses of self-doubt raided her thoughts. questions flooded her mind: "Why does he act like that?", "Why does he enjoy hurting me like that?" she shook her head, trying to figure out the confusion that overwhelmed her.

In a park within the city, the girl's inner turmoil had erupted, with the sounds of gasps of surprise and awes of shock. The girl realized a group of students were gathering like vultures, and their excitement was clear. The atmosphere changed from tension to wonder, as she realized who the crowd of students was googling over, and it wasn't her.

A girl who was 15 years of age caught everyone's attention with her darkened clay skin and sky-blue eyes, which manifested an affectionate joy. She appeared self-confident, with a smuggest grin painted across her face. With a hand on her hip, tilting it to strike a pose for the audience that surrounded her. she tossed her black hair back with her other hand as if she was enduring the spotlight, clearly knowing the attention. She wore an oversized shirt that showed a sliver of her center, a skirt laced with frills, trendy stylish shoes, and a leather strap that fit onto her thigh, finishing the style that she adopted for her popularity.

Among her self-doubt, the troubled girl noticed the popular girl, her expression twisted in disdain and turned with disgust. Waves of questions raced through her mind: "How does she do it?", "Why is she blessed with good looks?" Envy showed on her face as she stared at the popular girl, until a sharp disgusted voice broke her daydreaming, "Oh my god, yuck! What are you looking at?" 

The crowd split open, showing and spotlighting the popular girl at the center, her glare dripping with disgust as she scans her from head to toe, effectively judging her and her looks. Jeering and laughter scattered in the air, like seagulls crying out from behind the popular girl. The troubled girl cowered in place, her face painted a reddish hue from embarrassment as she whispered and quickly retreated covering her face with her hand, "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare!"

The laughter continued to erupt from the crowd, ringing around the troubled girl as she took off in embarrassment. "See..." The popular girl chimed in, her voice dripping in ugliness, "Even peasants know to step out of my spotlight!" however, under the disdain and the laughter, a deeper truth flickered into her eyes. Scars marked in her very pupils, showing a bitterness of sorrow, a yearning for a connection. Her eyes flickered a tale of loneliness and real attention. Inside her very soul, she cried out, "Come back! Please save me from this solitude!"

Suddenly, a bus drives by, interrupting the view of the popular girl only for a minute, yet she continues her act, unfazed. However, a 16-year-old boy, sits on a seat on the bus, by the window, and looking out of it, clearly, lost in his own little world, resting his chin on the palm of his hand, his face stretched with an emotionless expression. He exhales a drawn-out, long sigh, hinting at his boredom or perhaps a hint of homesickness.

The boy, who was 16 years of age, had light tan skin, short black hair, and chestnut hue-colored eyes, that were narrow and slanted, giving him the exotic appearance of someone who might be from a different country. He wore an earring on his right ear and glasses rested gently on his nose, and once in and while, he would peer over them. He dressed in a school uniform complete with dress pants and dress-liked shoes, which showcased a foreign style and he was unforgettable with his good looks.

A sudden sharp screeching of tires echoes through the air, followed by a long impatient horn, yet no crash sounded. In the center of the street, chaos had formed as drivers expressed their impatience and confusion, over a bizarre situation. The boy in the hoodie glanced up from his hood with an expression of shock and concern. 

Meanwhile, the troubled girl plagued by self-doubt, turned towards the commotion with worry painted on her face. The crowd surrounding the popular girl scattered like frightened pigeons, their screams adding to the scene. Though her crowd scattered her attention gazed upon the chaotic scene. While on the bus, the boy was shaken, his eyes widened in shock and terror as the bus skidded dangerously close to a vehicle filled with small children.

The reason behind this event remained unknown, but the lights flickered uncontrollably as if the city's electricity was malfunctioning. They flashed rapidly before everything went back to normal. This bizarre moment was still unknown to everyone, yet it began to happen more often as the days went by, causing problems not just in the city, but globally.