(Setting: A dimly lit room. Timothée sits on the edge of a bed, a small mirror propped in front of him. He runs a hand through his hair, deep in thought. There’s a vulnerability in his eyes, a mix of hope and fear.)
TIMOTHÉE:
(Softly, almost to himself)
You know, it’s funny… I used to think change was this big, terrifying monster lurking in the shadows, waiting to pounce. (He chuckles lightly, almost ironically) I mean, come on. You grow up watching movies where the hero finds themselves, right? They go through this epic journey, battling dragons or, like, existential crises.
But here I am—no dragons. (He straightens up, leaning closer to the mirror) Just… me. (Pauses) And I realize, maybe those dragons were never out there. Maybe they were in here… (He touches his chest, as if trying to feel something deep inside.)
(He looks away from his reflection, gazing into the distance)
I’ve spent so long pretending to be someone I thought I was supposed to be. You know? That box everyone wants to shove you into. The good son, the star student… (He shakes his head, frustration creeping in) I just… I don’t want to be that anymore. I want to carve my own path, but it’s like—how do you even start?
(He stands and begins to pace, the weight of his thoughts pressing down)
I mean, who am I if I’m not the labels they’ve given me? Am I still that goofy kid who secretly writes poetry in his bedroom? (He smiles at the thought) Or the one who’s terrified of what everyone thinks? This is me, admitting: I don’t have all the answers. I’m just… learning.
(Reaches for a notebook on the bedside table, flipping through the pages.)
This? This is me. Scrawled thoughts, half-finished ideas… pieces of a puzzle I’m still trying to figure out. (He stops, looking down) But maybe, just maybe, that’s the point. Life isn’t about having it all figured out. It’s about… embracing the mess.
(Smiling softly now, he meets his own gaze in the mirror again, growing more confident)
So, yeah, I’m changing. Embracing it, really. It’s scary as hell, but it’s also… exhilarating. Because for the first time in forever, I can see this new version of myself, and guess what? I think I might actually like it.
(He takes a deep breath, the weight lifting slightly as he looks toward the future.)
I just hope, when I get there, I can still recognize the kid who started this whole journey… (Pauses dramatically) Because he’s kind of a big deal too.
(He smiles, a glimmer of determination in his eyes. Fade out.)