She was still smiling.
Then she nodded as if she already knew the question I was about to ask.
I was sure now: she knew.
Why did I enter the novel? Why was I chosen?
Wouldn't she be able to answer my questions?
"Excuse me….”
"Aren't you happy right now?"
"Yes?”
"That’s right, aren’t you happy? You can achieve anything here. As long as you have the power to do so."
What did she mean?
Why was she asking that? Was I happy now?
'I'm not happy at all.'
Yes, I could admit that I had changed.
I had gained confidence, and it seemed even to me that I was doing well.
But despite all of it, all I could think was, what now?
What did that mean?
'It's over when you die anyway. So what's the point?'
Was I having fun? It was fun.
I was happy to see myself changing day by day, and I liked what I gained after I worked hard.
When I saw myself change, I wondered if I seemed to enjoy myself.
But no matter how good and enjoyable it...
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