Once upon a time there was a girl named Zuzuu who lived in another realm on another planet. She was from a city called Stomelii, a city obsessed with aviation. I guess, of all things, aviation isn't a horrible thing to be obsessed with. It had the biggest plane factory in her country, a country that no one on Earth would have ever heard of before. If you were an aerospace engineer, Stomelii was the best city to be. Even Zuzuu's father, Ruuben, was a pilot and her mother, Miliia, a flight attendant. But this was not the life Zuzuu wanted for herself. She was never into planes, physics, travelling the world. Zuzuu was more of an artsy person into music and creativity.
After graduating high school, she decided to take a year off to think about what she really wanted to do. Of course, her parents wanted her to go into the aviation business as well whether it be a pilot, flight attendant, air traffic controller, engineer, or anything else related to the industry. But Zuzuu knew she wouldn't be happy in any of those jobs. She knew she wasn't smart enough to be an engineer. She didn't have the people skills to be a flight attendant. She didn't have the attention span to be a pilot. And she certainly didn't have the patience and eye for detail that it would take to be an air traffic controller. After a great deal of consideration, she decided that she was going to leave Stomelii, find a new place, new people. One year after finishing high school she left to another city, Vugaarus, the biggest city in her whole country, even bigger than Stomelii, which, compared to the majority of cities in her country, is quite big. She enrolled herself in the university there, University of Vugaarus, or, in her language, Iimis Taaipoukon Vugaarus, to study music. But what would she do with a music degree? She wasn't sure. She never thought about that when she enrolled. No one ever does. No one knows what they want these days.