Volume 1 The first sentence of the teenager’s street (1/2)

– Gazing at the darkness, the silence in the ear is silent, and the thoughts are running.

– Light and dark, the words are silent and exist between life and death.

”The maxim of the god of light, Gulesfield Road”

The memories at the time of death were stunned and turbid.

……I spend most of my day in dimly lit rooms.

Failed

Why did it fail?

The result failed, probably not going out from home.

The family touched me with indecisive attitude.

No blame.

No sigh.

Just a sly smile.

A warm and uncomfortable comfort, a common experience.

Maybe it is that gentleness.

But that is poison for me.

There, it's not anxious to go on like this, and it feels like a burning heart.

The half-hearted mind has a comfortable room.

Being implanted with fear of going out.

A family that says nothing.

Even he took the step and hesitated.

If you can come back.

The next day after the failure.

Or the same day.

A week later. After 1 month. After 1 year. Even 10 years later.

If you step out of that step, there may be different different changes.

But I did not go out.

Did not go out of that step.

Did not take the courage of just one step.

There is a luck of ”things” that take that step.

The lack of ”things” may be just an excuse for yourself.

When you can not get out, the reasons for giving up have accumulated.

……Because it is already too late.

……Because I can not get it back.

……Because I do not know what I can do.