MidReal Story

Milan's Unexpected Bond

nde kendell Lum

Scenario:Amelia Sanchez and DaJuan Giovanni are the main characters. The story is based in Milan, where they both go to the same college. Amelia is a fashion and modeling major, while DaJuan is a photography major. They both get stuck in an elevator where they first meet, Amelia has a panick attack, and DaJuan comforts her. Coincidentally, the students of the modeling class are asked to partner up with those in photography for a school project, Amelia and DaJuan get partnered up together, from there their relationship develops as they spend more time together

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Amelia Sanchez and DaJuan Giovanni are the main characters. The story is based in Milan, where they both go to the same college. Amelia is a fashion and modeling major, while DaJuan is a photography major. They both get stuck in an elevator where they first meet, Amelia has a panick attack, and DaJuan comforts her. Coincidentally, the students of the modeling class are asked to partner up with those in photography for a school project, Amelia and DaJuan get partnered up together, from there their relationship develops as they spend more time together

Milan College

DaJuan Giovanni

photography major, relationship with Amelia Sanchez, calm and observant with a talent for capturing emotions.

Amelia Sanchez

fashion and modeling major, relationship with DaJuan Giovanni, vibrant with a flair for creativity, anxious in confined spaces.

The elevator lurches to a halt, and the lights flicker.

Then everything goes dark.

"Fuck!"

I groan, along with a few other people.

I hate getting stuck in elevators.

I push the emergency button, but nothing happens.

I'm squeezing my hands together when I hear a man’s voice.

"Everyone, calm down. We’ll get out of here."

A deep, smooth voice that makes me shiver.

I turn toward the voice, but I can’t see anything in the darkness.

"Who’s there?"

I ask.

"My name is DaJuan. I’m a year older than you guys. Don’t worry, help is on the way."

He’s right.

Help arrives ten minutes later.

When the door opens, I’m the first one out.

I run up the stairs to my classroom and slip into an empty seat in the back.