"The world we see is always fixed by others. The happiness you know is a happiness presented by someone else, and the misfortune you avoid is a misfortune forced by someone else."

The famous River Samuel wrote this in his book. Apparently, it's been blacked out in the textbooks of today's students. When I mentioned this to my mother, she gave a half-hearted reply, "That's for the best," without looking up.

Feeling bored by a mother who wouldn't even listen to small talk, I open the front door to head out for a bit. Before my eyes, a row of colorful roofs stretches out like a giant rainbow. If I hadn't grown tired of this view, would my life have been a little brighter? The colors twinkling brilliantly under the blue sky seem to be mocking me, and I walk down the apartment stairs with my head bowed in disgust.

I reach the bottom and prepare to turn the corner. Suddenly, a loud noise echoes. I almost get hit by an emission-free motorcycle, and my body tilts off balance.