Seventeen years ago, I was defenseless, and Inke was harassed around me almost every day.

I'm devastated, I'm angry, I'm depressed, and weird. Does he like me? He wants to get close to me? Caught my attention?

And then he kept going around me, of course, it wasn't illegal, it wasn't breaking any rules, and after that, I had all sorts of guesses. When the time came, he found a girlfriend to spin in front of me.

I'm furious, he deserves to die.

My environment was unfair to me, and the teacher reprimanded me inexplicably, and reprimanded me every now and then. My classmates ridiculed me, and I couldn't stand it anymore.

I was belittled in all sorts of ways, and they made me reflect on myself and help me analyze all kinds of problems that I might have.

I felt like a piece of glass, kicked and shattered, crushed under my feet, and foamed at the mouth.

I was very angry, I felt that there was no reason. I have been unjust in the world. I think it should change.

Then, without flinching, he appeared around me again, above board, and rightfully so.

I really can't stand it anymore, he has an inexplicable attitude, all the previous harassment, it seems that he has forgotten everything, or he is confident that even if there is a dispute, the group of classmates who trample on me together will definitely be on his side. At most, a few more charges will be added to me.

The school must not be wrong, the fault is mine.

However, I couldn't stand it anymore and he continued to harass me.

I thought it was the extreme.

But I was wrong, I was attacked by a plot.

Something inferior, more disgusting, more obscene, more rude, more twisted than Ek appeared.

Of course, he doesn't show up alone, and there are other people around him to help him maintain a situation where he's a normal person.

Then, with their joint efforts, as well as the messy and chaotic environment around me, I inexplicably got involved in the so-called "love".

The so-called love is just that the short and ugly old woman takes the opportunity to get some cheapness. It's not just physical, but more importantly, the people around me are fueling me, brainwashing me every day, and making things like I like him, how superior he is, and so on.

I want to cry without tears, the shame of Yinke has not yet been washed away, and I am trampled by the dwarf and ugly old woman.

And that environment doesn't allow me to have voices other than they need, and all I hear every day is that the ugly old man is right, how do you do it, how do you not understand, so you are in this situation.

It's not just a matter of being a little ugly and old, the most important thing is the great pain in my heart, obviously I'm too isolated in that chaotic environment, and everyone seems to be building some classmates and buddies. In the process, I was made into a relationship. I'm already miserable, I've been ridiculed by them, and I'm a failure, and I can't admit that I don't like that ugly old woman at all. And I can't find any merit in that person, whether it is the image, but more importantly, the heart, behavior, or thinking mode. However, I still have to grit my teeth in front of the group of classmates who showed superiority in front of me, saying that it is so much better to be short and ugly. I myself was sick and devastated.

I was defined as being in love, and if the other party was not good, it would only make me in trouble and give them more reasons to attack me. The breakup was also very difficult, it couldn't be without a reason, I had to find the right time, it couldn't be too abrupt, I really tried hard.

I really don't want to go through it again.

I admit that that experience made me, who was full of anger and disgust towards Ekka, feel a lot better about Ekka.

After that, things are more complicated.

The people around me were afraid that the world would not be chaotic, and they added a topic about me.

Later, when they targeted me, they began to educate me about love, how I should fall in love and how I shouldn't.

I just made a mistake, and I can't talk about love in itself. It's just that I resisted, and things seemed to be normal, and I didn't need these things at all.

After graduating from high school, I was harassed by Yinke, and the school treated me unfairly, and I thought I was extremely angry about these things.

I underestimated the world and could have been worse.

And then there is this nondescript so-called dwarf and ugly old love affair, which is physically and mentally burned, that kind of boredom, pain, unspeakable, unbearable I don't want to bear it, I don't want to think about it.

I thought it was the limit, I was naïve.

Next, there is the water.

The appearance of the water is a sight to behold. It's really very personable and temperamental. Dressed in black, polite, humble and enthusiastic.

Youthful and full of youth, I think it is not inferior to any of the school grass they mentioned, maybe from the perspective of momentum alone, it can still be better.

As a result, I was scammed.

is not only the problem of his short shelf life, but also the fact that he did something in the process of love that did not enhance the relationship.

He may just be sent by the enemy, another kind of disguised suppression of me, my living environment and my self-esteem and self-confidence.

The general rule is that when you are suppressed to a certain extent, it is the beginning of the next round of aggression