04

No matter how big your problems are, never run away from reality by committing suicide. I just wanted to say, thank you for making it this far.

Claia sent the message to someone. That person was her best friend online. She had almost no friends in the real world, so she looked for friends online and finally met him.

Although they never talk on the phone or video call, they often send messages. They met in a game.

Claia once advised someone not to commit suicide when they said they wanted to kill themselves because they couldn't face their problems anymore.

However, in reality, she also tried to kill herself. Claia felt stupid. Now all she had was regret.

"I wish...I could at least hug them," Claia thought as she screamed. She meant her parents.

"Ahh. I don't have to worry about them hugging me. Because right now, they're holding me tight. I want to hug them back, but I can't because I'm dead," Claia thought.

Suddenly Claia heard the sound of laughter, the sound of people chatting, and the sound of people walking and bustling. She immediately furrowed her brow.

Why was she suddenly hearing these sounds? Was this part of the process of dying? Besides, she was confused. Her body didn't hurt at all. She also didn't feel dizzy anymore.

"Diora, are you sleeping?"

"Honey, wake up. Just sleep at night. You said you wanted to go to the beach. Honey, so no?"

The voices felt so close, as if they were talking to her. Claia couldn't just open her eyes because they felt heavy.

"I'm afraid of going to hell," Claia thought. She felt even more sad and her heart was troubled.

"Is this in hell?"

"Diora."

"Sleep well."

Claia finally opened her eyes and blinked.

What was this? A scene she never expected or imagined lay before her. In front of her, many teenagers were sitting on chairs.

Claia looked at their faces one by one, but there was no one she recognized. Besides, this place was like a cafe and was very crowded.

Claia tried to understand her current situation.

"What is this?" she muttered. "Why am I here?"

She still remembered very clearly, she was in her cramped and smelly room. She drank the poison given to her by her senior who was Tiara's friend.

Her parents tried to open the door to her room and told her to come out. However, why was she in a place like this and with people she didn't know at all?

"What's going on?" Claia wondered.

This was strange. She felt no pain at all. At first, she felt dizzy to the point of fainting from the wounds on her body caused by Tiara and her friends. After that, the poison should have started working and she should have died.

Claia's behavior and shock made the people in front of her look at each other and were slightly surprised.

"Diora, are you okay? Why is your expression like that?" asked one of the girls with long straight black hair.

Diora? Who is Diora? Her name was Claia. However, Claia didn't tell the truth right away. It was because she was still confused about the current situation. On the other hand, it was also because she was starting to come to conclusions.

"It seems like I'm dreaming again. Maybe my parents managed to get into my room and then saw me unconscious and took me straight to the hospital. Maybe I'm still in the hospital right now," Claia thought.

Claia was increasingly convinced that she was dreaming. Therefore, she suddenly stood up and walked around. People noticed.

Claia had read in a book that the way to tell if it was a dream or not was to hurt yourself.

Claia pinched her hand but before she could pinch it, she furrowed her brows in surprise.

Why were her hands slightly bigger and also so white? Her skin should not be this beautiful.

"Am I dead?" thought Claia sadly.

Claia closed her eyes tightly. Her eyes glazed over, she was so regretful. If time could be turned back, she might have chosen a different path.

Instead of committing suicide, she could have been braver and fought Tiara and her friends at all costs.

If only.

Claia raised her head and once again looked at the people here.

Almost everyone was staring at her including the teenagers in front of her, who were calling her Diora.

This was a strange situation. She also looked outside the café and saw many vehicles passing by on the street but it wasn't too crowded. Then when she found a mirror, she was transfixed.

The mirror reflected the face of a beautiful girl with long hair. Claia approached the mirror with a surprised face.

"T-this?"

Who is this?

Claia was dumbfounded.

"What's going on?" she thought. She was sure the face reflected in the mirror was her. The problem was, this girl wasn't her.

"Not me," Claia thought.

Claia touched her face to make sure once again. And the mirror reflected the same action. Claia was getting confused.  She didn't understand this situation.

Suddenly her head felt dizzy and painful.

"I've liked you for a long time. Will you be my girlfriend?"

A fat man with a face full of acne held a red rose and knelt before a beautiful girl with long wavy hair.

After the man made his declaration of love, the students who witnessed it on the school grounds laughed. Laughing loudly, the boy lowered his face.

A guy from the crowd shouted at the boy, "Hey ugly! I'm better than you at being rejected. Especially you!"

"Hahaha!"

This time their laughter was louder.

"Shouldn't this scene be captured? It's the first time at this school, right?"

"I'll take a photo of this, too. The title is an ugly guy declaring his love for an angel!"

As the guy grew more and more unhappy at the taunts of the other children, the girl in front of him said gently.  "Just ignore them! After all, why did you express your feelings in the middle of the field for them to see?"

The boy looked up at the girl he liked. He replied, "I have the guts."

"Guts or... so that I would feel bad rejecting you in their presence?"

The beautiful girl's face turned cold.

What the girl said was true. The guy had deliberately expressed his feelings in front of the other children so that the girl would accept him because she would most likely reject him if he expressed his feelings alone.

The girl was known to be very kind and friendly. She also liked to help other children who asked for her help. With her friendliness, the girl must have felt uncomfortable to refuse because she was seen by many people and of course thought about her feelings.

Although he knew that he would most likely be dumped after the confession was over. But now, instead of thinking he would be accepted, the girl's questions and expressions had left him completely shocked.