Wanting Death

She has always felt so useless. A good for nothing daughter. She couldn't even do things right with her life. She once wanted to make her parents proud and yet, she ended up becoming a disappointment. she wanted to end her life so badly.

A cold breeze blew against her as she stared down at the busy streets. City lights filled the dark night. Anyone would have found the scenery in front of her beautiful, even she did.

Zhou Yiren was at the rooftop, standing at the edge of the building. One more step and she would definitely fall and die. If only the wind didn't blow against her but instead behind her... It will be easier to fall, right? It will feel as if someone pushed her.

Will it hurt if she hit the ground?

Her body kept on trembling. She never liked being this high but... it will be all over at once, right?

'Someone... please push me...'

She tried raising her foot to take a step forward but instead of doing so, she ended up taking a step back. Her body lost its strength and she ended up leaning against the pole beside her for support.

'Ah... I still can't do it.'

She was a coward. Yes, a coward until the end. She was afraid of pain. She was afraid of leaving the people she loved.

'I'm pathetic.' She can't even end her own life. She wanted to disappear. She really does want to disappear so badly.

'Someone, please, help me... Please kill me. I can't do it by myself... I want a quick, painless, death. I just want to end everything.'

Haaah... She heaved out a heavy sigh. Maybe she should just hire a hitman to kill her? Yes... she should do that. She has enough money to hire someone to kill her. At least that way, she would be taken by surprise. She should probably give her hitman a note too. She didn't want a painful death so he should just snipe her from afar. A headshot would be great. Quick and painless.

Another sigh escaped her lips at having such a crazy thought. She straightened her back and left the place. She couldn't kill herself despite having the thought of wanting to die.

"Yiren, you're still here? I thought you left earlier?" One of her coworkers asked in surprise when she saw her enter our department.

That was her name, Zhou Yiren. It was a name that didn't suit an ugly woman like her. With today's beauty standards, she didn't fit any of it.

"I left something…" She mumbled as she headed straight to her desk. She took her bag and earphones before turning away. As usual, she ignored everyone around her and they did the same.

Before heading out of the hospital building, she took her earphones and placed them in her ear before connecting them to her phone.

The calm, classical music from the earphones entered her ears as walked out of the building.

She has always loved Liszt and Paganini's La Campanella. No matter how much she repeated this piece, it never failed to give her goosebumps. It was the piece that got her into playing piano, a piece that was almost impossible to play. It was as if the composers were trying to break people's fingers by composing this piece. It took almost a year before she was able to master this piece on the piano. No wonder they were accused of selling their souls to the devil.

For her, this music portrayed betrayal.

Whenever she listened to this piece, there was only one story that played in her mind. The beginning described innocence, that of a child until it was slowly building up to a jollier tune as the child grew and enjoyed the comfort of what life gave. Gleaming with excitement, he ventured out into the real world where he discovered various people with different kinds of character and belief. But as harsh as reality offers, his so-called 'friends' turned into monsters. Monsters that backstabbed him, putting his life in a miserable state. After realizing the true face of reality, he ought to seek revenge. As his anger rose, his sanity lost. Plotting and executing his revenge on the monsters, he did not find the satisfaction after killing them. He knew people were nothing but monsters behind their masks. No, this was not enough. He wanted more. He needed to eradicate all these monsters. Bringing chaos and carnage along his path, he found beauty in it. Like a maestro, he mastered the art of killing. But that was not the case, for in reality, he, himself, was turning into the worst monster of all. A psychopath. A monster made by the betrayal of reality.

Amazing, right? Such a piece was formed by people who were accused of selling their souls to the devil.

She has always preferred listening to classical music for the stories it told but there were times other kinds of music attracted her; depending on the story it tells.

Upon arriving at her place, the first thing she did was go straight to her room and changed her clothes. It was a tiring and depressing day for her.

She fell flat on her bed and stared at the ceiling before closing her eyes.

'Ah… won't it be nice to never wake up once I go to sleep?'

But to her disappointment, after the long night, she woke up and ended up finding herself inside a strange room.

"What the…"

She slowly sat up and looked around the place. The room was filled with luxurious, high-quality Victorian-era decoration.

She was about to take off the blanket from her but stopped upon realizing something.

Huh? Why were her hands small?

In panic, she threw the blanket just to look at her feet.

"No way… no… no…"

She quickly got off the bed and rushed towards the mirror in the room. She stood in front of it and looked at the unfamiliar kid in front of her with disbelief.

"Who…?"

Was she dreaming right now?

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