I can face a father who doesn't understand me and a family that is about to disintegrate. However, I absolutely cannot face my stepmother. Having a child who is better than me in everything and a child brought by my stepmother, I completely understand what kind of child my father needs, so I decided to use my own methods to prove to my father: I, too, can do it!
However, I was wrong. My extremeness and irrationality made me wrong once. I felt sorry for those who loved me. Until the gun was pointed at me and I loved him, I would rather die to end everything I did wrong. However, it seems that God has given me a chance to do it again. . .