When she was in her senior year of high school, she looked at the slightly open door of the classroom.
Countless nights of self-study, I hope that no matter who it is, please come and save her.
Ordinary pain weaved into a tight net, and she was about to be overwhelmed by her collapsed emotions. She made a mess of herself and got stuck in the mud. Passers-by were in such a hurry that no one had time to help her.
I don't know who invented the bullshit time machine, and the whole high school couldn't wait.
I used to think that it would be fine once I finished the college entrance examination, and I would definitely become very good in the future.
She struggled to swim up, the water was too deep. Still didn't survive the cold winter and died in the darkness.
Standing in front of the classroom of the third year of high school again, God, please let me save her.
Non-non-non-atypical rebirth
The general content is as the title suggests. The heroine comes to herself who was suffering from depression in her senior year of high school and gets mutual redemption.
Protect yourself from lightning, thanks for reading.
Intention: Self-salvation, running in both directions.