Hearing him say that, I smirk."Well, I don't think you would say such words."“Are you surprised?”"No" I reply bluntly.David laughs merrily, then slithers down on the grass, plucks a blade of grass, and puts it in his mouth. There is something inexplicable and silly about his actions. I immediately say:“You will soon be in trouble if you stay calm and carefree.”"Why?" - He leans over, looking at me with a pair of eyes that are something very sad and sparkling. His usual smile also becomes strangely magical, quite similar to BB."Aren't you afraid that it's a poisonous plant?"“You worry too much, Daisy. Don't worry, I know plants well. My future dream is to become an entomologist. How about you?"I keep silent. I don't even know what my dreams are. Is there someone who lives without ambition or hope? That's deplorable! The person that I always look down on is superior to me, in the end, the worst person is just me. I turn my face away, avoiding David's eyes, and reply:“What are

Again? I'm tired of this world full of lies and injustice. I hate forcing myself to fit in to make other people happy. I hate the fact that I have to obey every command of that person no matter how absurd it is. I'm so miserable, now I have no interest in participating in this training session anymore. Oh no, I've never been interested since then. I don't feel that life is any fun at all. Everything is covered in a murky black, the darkness of this world is slowly swallowing me. I'm dying, no, I'm probably dead a long time ago. I died at birth and was embraced by the world by the endless voices of my parents arguing. Of course, I didn't see it all. After all, I was just a baby then. But given their strange personalities, this is easy to guess.Just thinking about these things makes me feel uneasy. They are nothing to me anymore, why do I bother to care about those people? There is a book that once taught me: If you hate someone, you still care for that person. I don't want to be like