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Hope's eyes were filled with anguish and fatigue, he couldn't handle himself. That's all he could think about. How tired he was, how fucked in the head he was, he thought. That's all he thought. Nothing more.  Hope walked to his kind, and obviously worried, instructor and shook his shaky hand, and gave him a nod of reassurance. 
"I'm alright." Hope smiled as well as he could to help his coach. 
"  I wouldn't doubt it. You are a very strong-willed, young man."  Hope looked down hesitantly and carefully nodded. A spear of panic, confusion, and slight anger slashed through him..but why? He didn't know.
" ah- like i said, what are we doing today? I'm really sorry i'm late- um- i didn't mean to sir."  Hope started to twiddle his thumbs in his dismay, he hadn't really noticed until his instructor pointed it out, not directly at least. His vocal coach placed a light hand on Hope's shoulder,
" You shouldn't worry. I am nowhere near upset with you. you've only missed one day, only late to three." Hope quickly straightened his back and held his own hands to try to comfort himself.

'Why am i acting like this? i never act like this! what's going on?  what's going on with ME?  Why do i feel like i can't breath- why i can't think straight- God he probably thinks i'm stupid! Why am i screwing up? '   Hope started to think to himself and his thoughts became him insulting himself and trying to fix it, giving him more the reason to break down in tears. Hope was stuck to his knees and covering his face in embarrassment, letting every little tear fall over his cheeks.  He gave a loud shriek of agony as he fell over to his side, curling himself up.  When he looked up, everything turned black and he fell unconscious.  Hope woke up laying down, all sprawled out, as usual, on his bed with his blankets on the floor. He just assumed that he dreamed and didn't worry about it, though he still felt the small bit of a  rush in his heart to break. He slid his legs over the bed and on the floor, standing up as usual, getting dressed as usual, eating, washing his face, brushing teeth, all the normal things he did. after he did all of those things he opened his front door to let some fresh air into his lungs; instead of that he choked on it and picked up the flowers and cards at his door step. 

"wha- oh my god what happened to me?"  Hope walked over to his coach and set all of the gifts down. He stopped to look down to his hands for just a split second then sprinted up the stairs to his bathroom and stared at himself in the mirror, though nothing was different, but he tried to find something about him that was different. Hope didn't really find anything abnormal about his features, he was a healthy young man but he looked more scrawny then usual. 

( PART 3 WILL BE POSTED AFTER THIS, RELATIVELY SOON)