Changing the Fate of the Villain

Many slave their lives away to make something of themselves. To become someone great, someone famous, someone rich or the rare person that just wants to achieve true happiness. For Chloe Brass, she just wanted to rise up out of the struggling working class, and pursue her passion of design in fashion. She wanted to both design clothes and model them herself, being the powerful dynamic duo in society.

Unfortunately, she was born to a low-income family that could barely afford to feed and clothe their three kids, with Chloe being the oldest of them. Being the oldest of her siblings, she was expected to get a job and help the household at a young age, studying day and night to make sure she gets into a good school and gets a solid and well-paying job, so she can continue to support and provide for the family.

This isn’t what she dreamed of doing, and as much as she loved her family, she knew she only had one chance at life and wanted to use it to make the best of herself. A few months after she graduated from high school, she took off for the big city and enrolled in a design program at a local community college, working her days yet again day and night, to make a name for herself.

She worked from the tender age of 18, to 25 but was barely able to get her foot in the door. She soon developed sleep insomnia and frequent panic attacks due to high stress, lack of sleep and barely eating. Although she lived with two other girls from her school, she never joined in any of their wine or game nights, never socialized with them outside of class or in the house, always locking herself in her room or running around the city trying to land a contract deal with even a small business, but no one was willing to even look at her designs.

One night, the life she knew was so precious but still ended up throwing away anyway, came to an abrupt end. Delirious from sleep deprivation and caffeine highs, she mixed up her sleeping pills with her anxiety pills, and took a larger dose of sleeping pills than necessary.

Never having reached out to her roommates and abandoning her family in the pursuit of her dreams, there is no one to check up on her when her eyes had slowly started to close and her heart had rapidly sped in her chest. Her body went numb and slumped to the ground, nothing but the sound her heart pounding in her chest, each beat slowing bit by bit, until the life she tried to cling onto so desperately, faded from her.