I found myself staring at one of my classmate’s back during class from time to time. Actually, it was more than that.

   It’s not that I’m interested in her, we were complete stranger to each other, but she always made me worry ever since that "night" and I had a completely valid reason to feel this way.

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   A day before I officially became a high school student, my own stomach woke me up in the midst of night. Well, this is what I got for not eating dinner.

   With my eyes drowsy and body feeling heavy, I forced my body to push past its limit and brought myself in front of the refrigerator. I grabbed the handle and pulled the thing open.

   There were a few vegetables inside and an egg. Oh, I finally remembered why I haven’t eaten dinner… I sighed.

   “Alright. There’s nothing I can do. I’ll just have to bear with the pain and go back to slee-” My stomach rumbled in disagreement. Ok you win. I left my house.

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   I left the convenience store with two bananas on my left hand and a drink with my other. It probably took me ten minutes to reach the convenience store but I’m not in any rush or anything to head back home and there were also no people once I left the store, so I decided to eat the bananas out in the open on the way.

   While walking, a thought popped up in my head. That’s right. Tomorrow, I will be a high school student, huh? I looked at the night sky. I didn’t really think much of it to be honest. What will be different compared to junior high? Sure, I will have completely new classmates, and teachers but as time pass by, will I still be the same person? Will I change?

   I stopped by under a streetlight and pulled out my phone to check the time. 3:26 AM. The streetlight flickered suddenly, and my eyes found itself instinctively looking at the corner of my eyes.

   On top of one of the apartments, I saw a shadowy figure. It was a girl basking in the moonlight. Her hair seemed to blend in with the night sky. Her pale skin somehow seemed to reflect as if made of soft glass and her profile gave off a sentimental look as she looked above the sky. I was so distracted by her cold beauty, that it felt like time had stopped at that point. She seemed to be my age too. However, when she looked down, her face twisted as if despair had come over her and then I realized something was completely wrong with the whole situation I was in. That's when it hit me. This was a suicide attempt.