I don't care if I have negative thoughts.
I don't care if there are already voices inside my head.
Cause I deserve to feel this way.
I deserve to feel this guilt. These negative thoughts. This suffering... because I failed them.
Yamada-san said it wasn't my fault.
Was it? or Was is not?
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
This is your punishment...
It was my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
It wasn't my fault
You deserve this...
It was my fault
It wasn't my fault
There's only one way to end your pain...
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
Just...
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
It was my fault
Do it...
Should I?
I wiped the tears on my cheek with my shirt. I got up and walked over to my bed, slowly putting my face on my pillow. More tears flowed down my face and were absorbed by my pillow as I clamped my eyes shut.
Should I?
The scissors are just on my table.
I understand now...
I didn't fully comprehend what Yamada-san mentioned about the possible downside of our job. So, I ignored it, assuming it won't happen to me.
I only wish I hadn't met Naoto. I wish I hadn't worked with him because we wouldn't have planned this dumb plan that would lead to his death.
I shut my eyes closed for a second, but I'm already feeling sleepy.
I made up my mind.
I'll do it.
Please...
What?
Don't.
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