She's in My Diary

After witnessing the death of the black cat, my life began to become strange. She still holds the red umbrella and wears a black gothic lolita costume, but why can't others see her? Her smile was weird, as if she could see through my soul, which felt very hopeless. She seems to be everywhere, and whenever something weird happens, she always appears near me. Until one day, she... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.