Well maybe, it’s also my fault, because I always hide it with a smile. I always pretend that I’m fine. But honestly, I am dying inside. I am not happy with my life. I am lonely and it’s killing me.

“What’s your name?” The tall girl asked me.

“Sana” Then, she suddenly reached out, took my hand and looked at me.

“Sana, do you want to die together?”