My life started to look different.

The house of life has changed from a dilapidated small yard to an extraordinarily luxurious villa, where many people live, but only one owner.

One day, he led me into the villa, and from then on I became the second owner of the villa.

I still don't like to hear superfluous sounds, and luckily, there is only one voice in my world.

Other people's speech is just a form for me, but there is no specific way to express it, and I like this quiet way of life.

There were people all around, but I was very complacent.

Maybe it's because it's just his voice, and no matter how much he says, I don't feel noisy. Instead, I try to talk to him more.

For the first time, I wanted to hear someone talk.

But the boy had so little time in the villa that he left the villa early in the morning and did not return to the villa until late.

Occasionally, when I met him in the villa, he was also studying.

Learn.

Learn......

As a teenager, he seems to be learning forever.

What are you studying? It takes that long to learn? Interesting? Still boring? Won't it be tiring?

I started to be curious, and it was a bad feeling to be curious, especially when I was curious, but I couldn't decipher this thing that I was curious about.

The boy was always surrounded by many people, all of whom wore black suits and had uniform expressions on their faces, and I never saw any extra smiles.

The first time I saw the boy, the men in black followed him.

Who are they? Why follow behind the teenager?

This luxurious villa is a mysterious box to me, and I am inside the box, but I have no way to explore the contents of the box.

This was my first year living in the villa, and I didn't know anything about the teenager, and the teenager, presumably, had forgotten that I existed.

I used to be able to hear a lot of sounds, because I couldn't sleep well because of these sounds, whether in my sleep or in a waking state, I could always hear all kinds of sounds from all directions. But after that car accident...... All I could hear was the boy's voice.

This means that I am no longer the person who can know everything.

I became a person who needed a word from someone else.

This scared me, and I started to like to be in crowded places, and I tried to look at people's lips and try to tell what they were saying based on the shape of their lips.