I live in a world of my own imagination. I don't know what is real or fake. I place all my energy on Bunny. She is my only hope for survival, but she seems to exist and it is as if there is no such girl in the world at all.
I feel confused about the world. I should not belong to this world. Just like Bunny said, my soul comes from a distant planet. Because I believed what Bunny said and thought differently from others, my parents sent me to a mental hospital and drove Bunny away. I felt lonely for a long time until I met a girl who looked very similar to Bunny.
Intention: describing the world