She is such a person. If the vicissitudes of life do not change, she will not change. I often fantasize about dying and then being resurrected every day to face a repeating day. He in her body often likes to come out to cause trouble, giving her a little hope and then extinguishing her hope. So what? How to live the infinite future... Until one day, the appearance of the murderous maniac made her find her own value. Did the world owe her something, or was she not supposed to come to this world...