Prologue

What is life?

Was it a blessing or a curse?

For me, it's neither.

No offense, but people who live their lives to the fullest are pretty dumb in my opinion.

In fact, what does "fullest" even mean to them?

Was it fun that exceeded the roof? Making what they mean Lively appear into existance

Or is it life where they give their all? Being what they called useful human being.

People live and die. The cycle of life and death will continue no matter what you do or how long you wait.

That's how ive been describing my life.

They live their fun lives just to suffer a few years later and then complain about every simple thing.

Their friends go their own separate ways, yet the memories remain–so does the regret.

I'm not one to talk, but I like the way I live my fun life alone. Now that I lost my school life in middle school, I have to redeem what I can in high school.

I have low expectations for myself, so I doubt that I will make any friends this time. I am certain that neither what I did nor what I do wouldn't matter.

I just want an ordinary school life where I can find peace. I will leave all the troubles behind when it's time to solve them. That's why—

I will live my life the way it leads me.