#introduction t3

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Despite that, my sheepish self has a nauseating urge to be accepted. In exchange for not being yelled at, I’ll do anything you ask of me–  No! That’s not right! I was the one committing those mistakes, so I’ll become the one to clean them up! Instead of waiting for your orders, I’ll fulfill your needs before you even notice them; please, please – before we lose our senses, grant me the smile that you used to have in my presence.  When there’s nothing more to hold onto, may we forgive each other? Ah, this heavy weight– what do I do about my soul being restless? I open my eyes. They turned chartreuse color.

[tsumigram]

In a scattered world, I wasn't shown a path to take on. I sacrifice my tears to the empty air around me; when I catch a glimpse of a hand reaching out to grab my wrist, my unhappy face starts to burn, and I rush to hide under the cold waves.  Ah— Don't waste your time on me, the one who will be lost no matter what! The childhood dreams, the memories of grasping someone's fingers, the nights we spent smiling at each other with a tired fondness — all will drown… — as I'll make sure it will. Although I carry the fate of a Victim, after praying for you to stay by my side, I can't keep up with my vulnerability. When I stare into the indigo blue of my own gaze, I come to realize that my heart is as distant as ever.

[tsumigram]

To prove that I exist as well, I'll cut your body and take control of the remaining pieces! The only one who must be respected; the freedom in playing with the lives of others is gifted to me by someone unfamiliar, tying my hands as I chew on the words that never belonged to me. Although I carry the fate of a Perpetrator, my trembling voice fades away with a polite nod. When I hesitantly open my eyes filled with maroon in front of a reflective surface, I find out that I'm still my weak-willed self.