I am Hirai Momo.

I fell in love.

To the girl who killed my parents.

“You deserved that!”

Every time she's in miserable, that’s what I always say.

“You don’t deserve to be happy.”

I always torture her whenever I see her. In any way.

Since I shouldn't forgive her.

“You should be in jail, not attending in the same school as mine.”

She can’t be loved.

But why do on earth, made me fell so hard to this girl.

“Stop looking at me like that.”

She’s always looking at me, in pity.

“How dare you mocked me through your eyes.”

Like she’s saying sorry, for making me the bad one now.

“I wanted to kill you so bad.”

I really want.

“But I won’t. Since you need to suffer more.”

Killing you.

That crossed on my mind, many times.

Just so my heart will stop beating like crazy for you already.

“Why does it need to be you?”

Now I am directly asking her.

I know she won’t understand.

But why does it is you?

Just why?

“Stop.”

I made her stop. And now she’s looking at me clueless.

She’s so innocent. No one would believe she already killed a person.

“Get off of me.”

She did.

And I grinned in anger thinking she will really do anything I asked her.

Yes.

I’m, the bad one here.

I thought of this many times.

“Stop coming here anymore.”

She widened her eyes. It's crazy.

I want her to look so sad or disappointed at least, but no.

She’s happy.

“I don’t care about you anymore. Go! Somewhere far from me. And don’t ever comeback.”

I’m the one who’s sad.

Why, is it the other way around?

All this time.

It is not you.

I thought of this many times.

On how I’m the one, who suffered a lot because of you.

“Don’t let me see your face ever again. Or else, you’re going to experience being my slave again.”

Why do letting you go, will hurt me this bad?

“I am setting you free now.”

You are crying. Are you that glad of this news?

“Go.”

Yes.

I used my parent’s death. To keep you all mine.

I am, really the worsts.

“NOW!!!”

I know I commanded you.

But aren’t you're getting too excited to go.

You didn't even wear your clothes properly before you runs off.

You didn't even look at me, before you go.

She left.

And now I can’t help but just chuckled.

Seeing both of your shoes still in here on the floor.

“Your feet will get cold. But I think you won’t even notice that.”

My tears, are falling for the wrong girl.

But I am happy.

I did this for myself. Not for you.

Letting you free. Means letting myself free from you too.

I never admitted this.

But I love you.

Myoui Mina.