I survived.

　　But I can't get out.

　　The black shadows are like nightmares, weaving a web that I cannot escape from every night, trapping me within.

　　I hate the smell of smoke.

　　I hate the darkness.

　　I hate myself.

　　He lurks in the shadows, in every dark corner, and the next second, I don't know where he'll appear from, pulling me back into the abyss once again.

　　I remember every detail of that night.

　　I remember the pain and the smell.

　　I am so awake.

　　Awake in agony.

　　Awake, wishing for death.

　　Awake, still alive.

　　Zhou Wei accompanied me to see a psychologist.

　　The doctor said it would be best to be hospitalized.

　　I didn't go to the hospital.

　　He gave me a lot of medication.

　　But I didn't take a single pill.

　　I unpacked them all and placed them in transparent glass jars.

　　Zhou Wei accompanied me throughout the summer.

　　That summer was sunny and beautiful, but I always stayed indoors and didn't go outside.

　　She patiently played various card games with me.

　　She chattered about the latest TV shows and anime with me.

　　In fact, I knew.

　　Every night, she would secretly shed tears as she looked at me.

　　The next morning, her eyes would be swollen.

　　One day, when Zhou Wei saw me standing on the balcony, she was scared to the point of almost crying.

　　I glanced at her and came down.

　　"Zhou Wei." I called her name.

　　"Would you be my older sister?" I don't have a mother.

　　My sister hates me.

　　My father treats me like a stranger.

　　My body is broken, my soul decayed.

　　I have nothing.

　　She rushed up and hugged me, her hot tears falling into my clothes.

　　She said, "Okay." "From now on, I'll be your older sister." "Promise your sister that you'll live well from now on." "Okay?"