[what i want to become.]

[firelle]

Instead, he'd kept busy: taking care of his dad, keeping the house running smoothly, cooking three heart-healthy meals a day. Stopping in at the shop several days a week and plowing through as much of the paperwork as he could before someone forced him out. Rehearsals with Vocal Adrenaline, as well as practices with Shelby or Zach. Studying every spare minute that he had, reading books and writing essays and conversing with himself in French. None of it made him particularly happy, but there was a certain kind of satisfaction in pushing himself to the limit; a curiosity he hadn't realized he had about just how hard he could work if he applied himself with every ounce of energy and willpower that he possessed.

it's from a fanfiction about fiction. and yet a doubly fictional character is what i wish i could be. got the drive i wish i had. what does it tell about me?