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Ordinary, plain, plain, simple Nothing much plot

I always feel like something is quietly being carried away, as if another me has stolen my perception, and my mind is empty without any memories.

Her mother remarried, and she, who came from a poor family, and he, who came from a wealthy family, became siblings... What they thought was a story about an aggrieved girl and an arrogant young man started, but it turned out to be a battle of wits between a sinister sister and a bad-tempered brother.

I often feel that the world in my dreams is intimate and terrifying, because in the dreams I construct, everyone has life.