"Kill me..."
"I don't understand. I have no reason to kill you.”

Pain spread from my labs to my entire body. I saw my blood vessels turning dark purple.

“Kill me...if you love me.

Death solves any problems.”

“No, I am not letting you die. I will make you stay with me forever. Our honeymoon has just begun.”

He unraveled the ties. Supported me to stand. I didn’t reject because he dominated my meals and movements; it was not wise to reject.

We kept like this for many weeks: he locked me in an empty apartment with 3 instant meals and water provided every day.

His time management is just too perfect. "I know this world is created to trouble me,” saying seriously, I burst out in tears with an immense despondence.

It triggered my illusions: I saw a man’s face on the wall, smiling at me. I can’t endure it; I hit my head hard against the wall until I felt dizzy.

It was 3 a.m. when I woke up. And I saw the most terrifying scene in my life: A man standing near the paralyzed man, the pervert. He shouldered the bat stained with blood. And pointed it towards me when he saw me.

“I will let you decide, you can either smash this man to death or leave him,” said the unrealistic man.

I got the candy-like tool and gave the pervert a candy smash. “I would not let such a self-centered person live in this world,” I said, as calm as a non-living thing.

After he was confirmed to be dead, the stranger asked me, "Why is he self-centered?” “He didn’t care about how people feel and forced people to do things they don’t want to.” “Aren’t you the same as him? When he begged for your forgiveness, you ignored his feelings and sent him to death.”

I slowly put down the tool, strode up the rooftop, and jumped off.