Prolog

"Criminal!"

"Rapist!"

"Stay away from me, trash!"

"You'd rather die damn it!"

"Bastard!"

Those words rained down on me as I walked through the school gates.

Seeing the student in front of me paving the way while avoiding me, I felt like I was walking in an empty hallway and silence filled my body.

I know that look, that look of disgust, condescension, intimidation, and anger.

Then when I walked into the school ... the paper waste from the students was thrown and hit my shoulders one by one, accompanied by the students' harsh words that did not subside.

I didn't care, because I realized... whatever I say, whatever I do now it will be useless.

I entered the classroom, and I saw a girl sitting at my desk.

"Kringg-kringg...."

The sound of the alarm woke me from sleep.

"Ah... that dream again."

Back to remembering my past dream when I had given up and resigned myself to the situation, not knowing what to do, like falling into an abyss.

Yes, I used to experience it, I was like walking in an endless aisle with emptiness and emptiness filling my heart, and nothing could fill it.

No one believes, no one understands, can't be changed, everything goes against what you want and slowly destroys you from within. I decided and convinced myself not to fall into the same trap.