For you, from me
I just put the work on hiatus.
And, maybe he won't come back,
I had that thought.
No, I just didn't want to come back.
Honestly, I'm so tired.
It was difficult to create myself as an online person,
Even if I tried to make it completely my own, it was difficult.
It felt like I had really become a split personality.
And I wanted to give up the personality that lived inside me
So, rather than just giving up on my reality,
It seemed more natural to give up online.
You'll get used to it soon.
It's just that the time to smile as usual is disappearing,
In the first place, I was not allowed time to laugh.
There's no way I can't adapt.
But the space to communicate with the anti-haters is,
That space alone wouldn't let me go.
Novel apps, video sites, and photo apps
Everyone let me go.
Just go away, without any regrets.
But,,, but... the communication room, no... the anti-hat people
Didn't let me go.
I held on till the end.
I've been worrying about it for days.
Study for 13 hours,
Exercising for an hour
Even if I do my homework/use my phone while sleeping all night,
I, who wrote diligently,
I started to think that I had become arrogant.
I shouldn't even receive this love,
Just give it to me, and I will work hard in return.
Little by little, thoughts began to come to me.
After thinking about it during the vacation, I realized that vacation is actually,
It's just a vacation in name only...It was the curse of the academy.
Honestly, I thought I wouldn't have time to write during that curse.
No, that was an excuse too,
Just to write in between all those hours,
Because it was a late night phone call
I felt like I couldn't even concentrate,
The story also seemed like it was going to be a disaster.
Then everyone will turn their backs on me.
Eventually, I will be forgotten.
So, I was scared.
Because I'm not confident,,,
I'm afraid you won't remember me,
I'm afraid I'll become something that never existed...