"I am scared of the other me inside."
Dearil has always been a complexed guy. He has never been close with anyone and doesn't talk most of the time. His mind starts playing tricks on him. He doesn't know what's real anymore.
I've always hated describing my life, as if it were unquestionably lame or short. But I knew something was wrong once the new year began. I mean, why would Mr. Jenkins be interested in a normal girl like me? Especially when he's so special, so different? I never expected this...