I Did Nothing Wrong

Why do people exist? Some people pursue their dreams by extreme means, making them look like a bunch of madmen.

Because others have never understood them, they respond with confusion, then discrimination and disgust. In other words, it becomes a form of threat, a silent act of murder.

"Fantasy will eventually shatter, and that cruel, cold reality must ultimately be faced..."

This story is not primarily about **, nor is it primarily about fighting, domestic abuse, deduction, or gangs. It is simply my understanding of this society, perhaps vague and unreal, perhaps genuinely believable.

(Started in March/August 2019. A slow-burn story. The beginning may not be very good, but it gets exciting later.)