I love him very much, love him more than himself.
When my good friend brought the news that he might have cheated on me, I didn't take it to heart because I believed him until he brought the boy who was younger than me but not as beautiful as me back home... And home is my bottom line.
It's not that I'm narcissistic, I'm really good-looking, at least everyone around me thinks so.
I was calm. I had never been so calm. Their breathing was like an accompaniment for me as I walked to the kitchen. I looked at the several knives in the cupboard and carefully selected them. Finally, I fell in love with a serrated knife for dissecting salmon. Holding the handle of the knife, my blood, which had been quietly flowing in my veins, began to get excited.
It was no accident that I killed them. Their exhausted bodies after exercise gave me great convenience. Their frightened eyes when facing death made me feel comfortable in my bones.
Only a week after killing them, I committed suicide because the world was so boring. When I was bored, I would think of the color red at that time, and I wanted to take another look at it on a whim, but no one offended me, so I had to look at my own...
The weather was beautiful that day, and I felt happy because of the red color.
Intention: Mutual salvation between two people