"𝙏𝙝𝙚 𝙂𝙞𝙧𝙡 𝙒𝙝𝙤 𝙎𝙖𝙬 𝘿𝙚𝙖𝙩𝙝" - 𝘋𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘕𝘰𝘵𝘦 𝘹 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘳

卂卩ㄖㄥㄖᎶㄚ

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"I've been thinking about this moment for two years, because I know this isn't just any letter. We've written many essays at school, but none of them carried as much weight as this piece of paper. I've always wondered, 'What would my last words be?'

To me, they're something to choose carefully. I wouldn't want to leave without saying anything meaningful, especially if there were a crowd of people around me. Yet, I never expected I'd have to think about such things right now.

Two days ago was Mina's funeral, but she died only three days ago. Her parents must be suffering greatly, probably wanting to put important things out of their minds to mourn undisturbed.

The point is, to me, this is nothing but a sign. Mina probably decided to leave because she realized there's a more beautiful world beyond death than ours.

And honestly, I can't take walking this Earth anymore.

I've always been told that in situations where I suffered physical or psychological persecution, I was supposed to ask for help. And I did. 46 times, to be exact. And the answer was always the same, that those bullies were just kids. I'm a kid too, but I don't put skin- and soft tissue-damaging glue on my classmate's chair. Because of that damn glue, Mina and I suffered burns on our thighs, and it wasn't pleasant at all.

If I had as much physical strength as the bullies, I'd use it to defend those who can't defend themselves, not to hurt random people for no reason. I was minding my own business when Nimiya and her friend (who follows her like a puppy) decided they were so frustrated they needed to take it out on me. Even now, the bruises haven't gone away. They hurt a lot. It also hurt when they destroyed my astrology book, which was my only joy apart from my friendship with Mina.

It was also my favorite book, the one I worked so hard on. It cost 7,000 JPY. The night before, I had seen a huge star, and I wanted to figure out which one it was using the book.

But what do those bitches know about dreams? About my dreams and Mina's, which they shattered like porcelain dolls. What do they know about the desire to rise, to be admired by everyone for one's beauty, without having to sabotage others.

It's true that I'm not beautiful and I'm not even good at school. I wish I could be like Light, but I was born into this slimy body under the name of Y/N Yagami. What future is there for someone like me? After all, I should have realized it from the start. If no one helped me, it means my purpose in life is to die.

I've wasted 17 years of my time. If a deserving child had had them instead of me, who knows what great things they could have done. 17 years is a long time, now that I think about it. It's a staggering 536,479,200 seconds, isn't it absurd? It took immense pain and my best friend's tombstone to realize it.

I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for existing and wasting resources. I'm sorry that with my birth, I took the space of a child who would have had a better future than mine. Maybe if I die, there will be room for a genius who will change the world. Maybe if I leave, I'll do the right thing, and the earth will become lighter.

-Y/N Yagami."

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