บท 34: Chapter 3

Minutes trickled past and they felt like hours. The night was harsh and cold and every step he took only came with more battering thoughts. He was sure about his arts school and being able to make something for himself with his degree, but doubts had begun to crawl through after the latest episode he had with his father. 

The man, just as he often did, had been beaten at that prospect of him getting something good from his arts degree until his son found himself feeling uncertain about it. 

"Is he right?" Vukan asked himself as he reached the end of the road. "Am I wasting my life away?" 

The emotions coursing through his mind at that point in time were far off from the ones he felt when he was celebrating his five million Youtube subscribers. In fact, he had barely remembered the feat he achieved since he left home and all he battled with was the feelings of being a failure and one who might not be able to amount to anything.