・・・ xxviii ・・・
Sometimes, I find myself wondering the same question again and again.
If I was a better person,
would the people around me be happier?
"..."
I've always wanted to become a person who could bring someone happiness.
Someone who could make another person laugh.
Someone who was enough to somebody else.
Like Leo.
Like Rie.
Like... her.
"..."
But then,
I remember the kind of person that I really am.
Useless.
Unwanted.
Hated.
——A mistake.
My question is pointless.
I already know the answer.
But... is it wrong to ask?
・・・ xxix ・・・
I dream of rain.
I'm standing in the middle of a small park.
It's raining.
It's nighttime.
I'm the only one there.
But there are two of us, though.
I see another me—— a younger one —kneeling in the sandbox.
He's making a castle.
But the rain is too hard. It breaks away the sand and sends it toppling on the ground.
Despite that, he's desperately trying to sculpt the castle.
He looks pitiful.
The other me continues to scoop up the sand and starts again.
But no matter how much he tries, it keeps breaking.
Again
and
again
and
again
and
again.
No matter how many times he tries again, it's never enough.
I try to tell him to stop.
My voice is too quiet.
The rain is too loud.
I stand there and watch him. Me.
Hours pass.
Nothing changes.
Useless. Useless.
Useless. Useless.
Useless. Useless.
I finally look away and stare at the pitch black sky.
I close my eyes. The ocean swallows me.
"... I've always hated the rain."
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