I'm not good at writing. Although I always got high marks for essays when I was in school, I really can't write. I can only write what the teacher likes to read. The reason why it is something is because I don't think it is a work or words, it is just a score. But today I suddenly had a sudden impulse to write down some things in the form of essays. It may be my own affairs or other people's affairs. But I write these all from my perspective. I don't know what kind of person I am. I can only say that I am a person who has no hope in life but has no choice but to live.