I peek around the corner. All these people are freaks! That one guy cuts off his fingers, I feel the blood rush to my cheeks. Somehow I just can't look away. They're both guys, though, so I'm pretty sure that's gay.

- Nyanya watching one of my regular torture sessions

People die. That's what they do. The friends around you, and also you. I only hope, when all's said and done. I can look back on my life, and say it was fun.

- Nyanya ruminating on death

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That red dot is here again, but today it will go ignored. For some reason, today, I'm feeling really bored. Even playing with Nyaster feels like something's wrong. I can't even properly listen to my favorite song.

- Nyanya being used as my stand-in

My tail's been twitching like a bat out of hell. And all I can hear is that damn bell. It tinkles, it clinks, and annoys me the hell off. I think I've had enough. The other girls' attempts at cheering me up, just aren't working. I can hear them whispering about me behind the corners, lurking. They're just worried, I know. But I feel restless, and I don't know where to go.

- Nyanya... feeling restless

Loud music helps... a bit. I'm just feeling a little shit. I hide it behind a smile, but I'm crying all the while. I know I need to let it go, but all I'm doing is not letting it show.

-Nyany- okay, I'll admit it. It's me.