December's misfortune.

Episode 1: Up

Of course, I didn't see much.

My biological mother and father were both dead, but to me, no, it didn't seem like the man in front of me was at my biological parents' funeral.

Of course, it's like that since it's my first time seeing a man.

It's a silhouette I've never seen before, but it seems familiar.

And the man wasn't wearing a black suit or a black coat, just a light blue coat.

After enduring all kinds of abuse from my stepparents and running away, I was the only one who could do nothing but sit in a corner on a rainy day.

School life is difficult right now,

Every day is difficult.

I, who couldn't even hear comfort

I heard it from that person.

Did you read my mind • • •

Why are you crying here?

Or maybe you read my mind • • • • •

You

Even if you listen to it, you won't read it all anyway.

You

This is... let me tell you... I think this way. There is no one who can help me, comfort me, or console me -

You

How is it? What I mean is,

..

The man said nothing.

You

I don't need any of that.

You

Why am I living?

Stop it. Don't you hate talking to yourself like that?

Stop it.