FRACTURE

I don’t want to stay here anymore—I want to… escape… leave it all behind. I can’t tolerate living with these people any longer. I want to move out and live on my own, make my own choices, and build a life with the money I earn myself.

I don’t want a perfect life—I just… want one that feels like it’s truly mine.

I love loneliness, and somehow, it seems to love me back. It’s strange, but... I want to live alone—I want to embrace even more solitude. It’s not that I dislike making friends—I actually enjoy having them. But at the end of the day, when I lie down on my bed, I want to be there all alone. In that quiet, warm bed, with nothing but my own presence.

But unfortunately, I still can’t find a way out. I don’t have any opportunity to even begin, let alone leave this house. To them, my exam results matter far more than my ability to become self-reliant. How frustrating! How ignorant!