........ I think there's a point in everyone's lives..those that have passed and those that have yet to come...where you just feel like...you know, not living... sigh... was there even a point in living...no? so why bother, life is stressful as it is..so why not just end it. "Death isn't a fear for me, it's a goal. An obsession, maybe. I see it as a release, a final exhale from a life that feels like a relentless, suffocating tide. It's not that I lack the will to live; it's that I possess an overabundance of the will to cease. To stop. Other people's lives are like delicate flowers, easily crushed. Mine is a persistent weed, stubbornly growing despite my every effort to pull it up. It's the ultimate irony, isn't it? I'm an expert in failing to die." kill me please... ... Please¿? お願い...ね~

*Story set in Japan* "You are not Nakanishimatsu Aya when you're going to that school, you're Matsuzaka Aya. No one should know your real identity," dad said strictly as he handed me my fake profile that included fake address. I didn't think studying in dad's school could be so much difficult... ~A story of a girl who is from a very rich family but has to pretend as if she is from very poor family. Read to find out why she had to pretend~ *** This seems a bit confusing but name and surname will be interchanged in this story just like in Japanese style. Also, there will be few Japanese words used but with explanation to those words whenever I use for the first time. #1 - Japanese (17/8/2020) Also, this story contains lots of unrealistic cliche dramas and after years of publishing this story, I am still very embarrassed of my choice of creation. Read it at your own risk.