chapter: 0 protologue

My name is Claria, I am a 16 year old student that is used to being called a ' loner '. I have no friends or anyone to depend on, I'm also from a poor family. My mother work as a house keeper, my father work at the gas station. One day the gas station have and error and explode, making me and my mother lost father away. At the age of 14 my mother got in to an accident that cause both of her arms and legs broken, turning her into an ideal person ever since. Because we can't afford to pay the hospital fee, I was indebt to one of lady in a rich household.

They don't treat me like a proper human at all, they think that I am just making money. I always cry myself to sleep every night. Not long after, I turn cold hearted. I try and escaped many bullying because of the urge to survive one piece. I always have ways with both words and medical skills because no one is going to care for me anyway, in this whole world if I can't heal myself... no one would do it for me. My mother is almost as good as dead, even if she can work again what work can she earn from. I just started to feel more and more emotionless because I don't receive the treatment that people did to themselves at all. A year later my mother died and left me with a relic ring that have turned rusty already.

I attended the funeral without shuttering a single tears, people call me ' the heartless Claria '. They are indeed not wrong, I was heartless. I don't even drop a single tears at the funeral at all. aside from that, I'm a pretty good actor I can swiftly change and swing my mood quickly. I can pretend to cry too if I want to, but I don't want to put on an act in front of my deceased mother. I want her to see my real self I want her to know what kind of life she have been given to this teenage girl. I used to be lovely and happy when my dad is still alive but now it's just the exact opposite from before. I moved out from the old apartment and went to a deserted place, and decided to hang myself. Before doing so I decided to wear the ring that my mother left me before she died. Even though it's been a long time that I try to live for my mother, but now I don't have to worry about leaving her alone anymore. I can finally go to afterlife without a regret anymore.

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hated

anger

endurance

ignorance

sadness

unfortunate fate

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I totally give up in life, I can't find any meaning to still exist anymore. You win...everyone who tortured me is the real winner, I will admit I lose!

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