I hate this world, I hate those people who claim to be the system, who interfere in my life again and again, control me and make me fall in love with others. I hate that I can't break free from this shackles, I hate that I can't save the one I love, and I hate that I can only watch my loved one die over and over again.
Concept: We are not paper people. The moment we were created, we were already flesh and blood people. Mom, why did you create me to cause me pain?
