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A/N: This chapter contains triggering scenes. Read at your own risk.

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Wednesday, 09:37 AM.

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Yet another pointless day came into being.

The rays from the sun shone brightly through the curtains, so I could tell that today was going to be crystal clear. The nature seemed to be more lively than it was yesterday, but I wasn't at all refreshed. Time had been running fast, but still, I wasn't able to find the courage to free myself from all the suffering.

I was sprawled on my bed, lying on my stomach with my head buried on the pillow that was drenched with sweat and bitter tears. I abandoned all of my clothes on the floor, cold and spread out like garbage, so the only apparel attached to my body was my boxers. My eye was dried up and sore, and my throat was literally dying from dehydration.

All I did yesterday was crying shitless, moaning about how useless and pathetic I had become. The voices agreed, but despite their persistent encouragement for me to just grab that scissors and jab it through my neck, I still couldn't bring myself to do it. They continued on telling me to try again and again... but to no avail. The things preventing me from doing so were either the past memory... or just the thought of another life after... being free.

Where will I go next once my life ended?

Is it heaven?

Hell?

Or some sanctuary I didn't know of...?

After all... if I did it... there's absolutely no going back.

The consequences lying ahead are completely unpredictable.

These words had always bothered me whenever my plans were about to get successful. No wonder I failed every time... and that was why I was constantly bombarded with so much insults from deep inside my head.

"A brave person wouldn't care less about them. They understand risks but decided to go pass them without stopping." They told me.

Simultaneously, I kept forcing myself to pretend that I was alright so that my family will eventually lower their guard down. I have eaten both my lunch and dinner in silence, not even caring what my parents were talking about. With this 'normal' routine I had been doing, they seemed to be falling for it... all but one.

It was none other than Lu.

She continuously stared at me for no reason, even if I told her that I will be alright and get better. It was as if she read me like a book, despite how straight my expression was. Judging from her sullen looks, she was clearly watching every single moves I made, in a sense where she could to catch me in the act. I have to be wary of her, as she could... witness everything.

I have to act normal...

Normal...

There was that one word that my mind had been repeating for several days. It bounced back and forth against the walls of my skull, showing no signs that it will end.

What the hell is "normal" anyway.

Nothing's normal anymore.

I was just forcing myself to live more so that everything worked well behind the shadows. Then, that was it.

After all, what's the point of living when you get nothing to care...?

"Are you going to be in your bed for the whole day?" When I heard this, it promptly got my attention and dragged me out of the depths of my mind. It interested me because the voice wasn't the one coming from my head. My first impression was that it was probably non-existent, since I couldn't trust my own self anymore. It could just be a hallucination, but that didn't quite explain the presence of my younger sister at the door.