It Would Be Nice If You Could Work Hard

I feel like a waste. When should we start talking about it? When you were a kid, did you go to school and tell your friends you didn't like you with a blushing face? After college, we stopped contacting each other because we were living in different places? After entering the society, everything goes wrong? However, until the end of the world came, I couldn't tell you that I really like you; I couldn't do anything satisfactory and worthy of praise; I couldn't protect the people around me, even if I risked my life with all my strength. However, everything passed. Life is like carrying a heavy package, and every day is like raindrops, making the body heavier. Even so Even so, I have to start my life, my own life. Even if the world is completely different. Even if I am the only one left in the end. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.