"That...... Why come here? ”

In the corner is a piece of sports equipment that has been sitting for an unknown amount of time, and the smell of dust fills the air, and it looks like a warehouse that has been abandoned for a long time.

After all, it is not surprising that there will be one or two places in the corner of the playground behind the complex.

But why did they bring me here?

Squeak –

The rusty iron door made a screeching sound, the door was closed, and the already dark vision in front of me became even darker, and after barely getting used to the environment here, I realized-

It's empty.

Mariko and her friends were long gone, an old smell permeating the space, and the windows above the walls could only see through the wire to the hazy sky.

The footsteps outside the door faded away little by little, and I seemed to be locked up?

"The ......"

"Don't knock."

As soon as my hand touched the iron door, the sound of Mariko came from the other side of the door.

"Excuse me, this is ......"

"Don't you understand it now?"

Mariko's voice seemed to have some strange ups and downs, and it was the taste of ridicule.

"It's really, it's infuriating."

“......”

I didn't speak, and I kind of understood what they were doing now.

Let's start with it, it's not school violence, it's not bullying, it's not bullying, it's just-

That's it.

We're all just playing by our own rules.

"You've always been so angry."

When I came back to my senses, Mariko's words weren't finished yet.

"Under the snow, you've always been so self-righteous, you must think you're amazing, right?"

"I didn't ......"

I subconsciously wanted to deny it.

"Don't be in a hurry to say no."

Mariko interrupted me.

"I'll admit that you are really amazing, you can do the work that needs to be done by the whole class, every time, you are really different from us."

Mariko's words surprised me a little, and it seemed to be a slight deviation from the one-sided hostility that I had always believed.

"But that's why you're here, and you're being chosen by them to be in this position."

There was silence for a moment, and Mariko's voice became a little muffled.

"Everybody's tired, all, somebody has to be the one who is not the one who is out of the argument, someone has to bear all this."

“......”

"I hate you, under the snow, from the first time we met, I knew that we would never get along, you were so arrogant, you never took anyone seriously, did you?"

“......”

I was speechless.

Maybe Mariko is right, I was too arrogant, so I caused everyone's dissatisfaction.

Because the puppet has no heart, no thought, no self, it can only run with a set personality, and it is a machine with no emotion at all.

So I will accept everything, and at the same time I will reject everything, and for you, as human beings, this is undoubtedly the most fundamental manifestation of arrogance.

It is inevitable that I will be isolated and become the only outsider.

"It's like the unwritten rule that was made in the first place, it's everyone's proposal, and then it's up to me to decide."

This time, there was no obvious emotion in Mariko's voice.

"You're the best fit, because your presence is too much of an eyesore for all the people in this class."

Ah, I know, because I'm a puppet, because I don't have an ego, because I'm just going to act according to the premise of an "honor student".

So, this kind of me is the best fit, isn't it?

"You can understand for yourself, it's not that we chose you, it's your actions that make us choose you only."

Yes, I'm the only outlier in my class, a doll that sneaks in among the humans who all have hearts.

"Your presence is like an invitation, inviting all of us to work together to separate you from this group."

I know.

"That's why they chose you."

I know.

"So if I had to choose someone from this class to bear all the sins, and if someone had to be the source of the sin to be targeted, under the snow, I would choose you."

I know.

"So, the person who decided to do this, and let you get to this point, is not me, nor us, but yourself."

When Mariko finished speaking, I could clearly hear her footsteps disappearing little by little.

I sat down slowly with my back against the door, my head in my knees, and my arms tightly hidden myself, or that would make me feel better.

I don't know why I feel like this again.

Suffering...

Sadness...

I want to eliminate...

Whether it's the world, or myself...

I kept backing down, and all I got was their tougher treatment, but so what? I don't care, the sun doesn't care under the snow.

Because the doll never knows the meaning of her existence, she just lives every day with a fixed trajectory in an uncertain sense.

She won't get angry, she won't be sad, she won't cry because she doesn't have such feelings, because she is not allowed to do so.

Ninety-nine percent of the puppet's body plus one percent of the mind that can't be read.

Is there really any value for me like this, and Yang Nai under the snow like this?

I do not know...

But I want to know!

What does it mean for me to be the same every day?

The way they look has never changed, they've always been like this, whether it's my mother, or Mariko, everybody.

I am a non-existent person.

No one can see me.

Even if I scream countless times that I'm here.

No one will be able to see me.

No way.

Not allowed.

It's too hard.

It's so nasty.

I can't stop feeling like this.

The trajectory is set under the snow, and the rules under the snow are set by themselves, but I hate this!

I hate rules.

They don't know anything.

Don't want to be tied down.

I was walking aimlessly on an unknown road, alone, step by step, drifting away, surrounded by unknown sights, I couldn't stop, I wasn't allowed to stop, but at least, could you tell me where the end was?

Pain, sorrow, emptiness, hatred, lies, ridicule, jealousy.

Enough is enough, I'm already tired.

It is no longer possible for this person to be redeemed, so he just sleeps like this, and sleeps with all his feelings until this body is completely decayed and destroyed.

What is evil? What is Goodness?

What is Justice? What is Evil?

What is Alive? What is Being? What is Value? What is real?

I do not know.

I don't know, I don't know, I don't know,

Yes......

Forget it, it's okay anyway.

In the end, maybe some people admit it, admitting that Yang Nai's life is meaningless.

Enough is enough, I don't want to ...... anymore

"Allah, Yang Nai, in addition to being afraid of thunder, are you also afraid of the dark?"

I remember that voice.

That voice was a passer-by in my memory.

But now, he is in the middle of this black world.

The only sun.