Zane

(Gender of your choice)

You're a very creative person, you have a lot of skills and have learned a lot, but you have one problem that has been plaguing you for a long time. You were quickly starting to burn out on a project that you were so passionate about just a couple of months ago.

You didn't understand why this was happening, but you began to notice more and more that your favorite activities were becoming less and less meaningful. This couldn't help but upset you, because you'd already started spending money on this or that hobby, only to have it all come to nothing.

Your friend and neighbor, Zayn, witnessed all of this. He saw all the changes, all the love and indifference that alternated.

This time, your passion for writing was being consumed by burnout. You'd written short stories, poems, fan fiction, and you had a good imagination. But now you sat at your desk, your head resting on your crossed arms, staring at your open notebook. Nothing was working, not even the slightest idea you could hold on to.

Zayn sat nearby, watching the scene sadly. The corners of his lips lifted slightly, but his smile remained just as sad. He placed his hand on your head and quietly asked.

• Well? Nothing at all comes to mind?