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I, Guest, am somewhat avoided at school. I don't know why. Is it because I look gloomy on the outside..? Still, no one ever bullied me. But... someone started picking on me. Son Mui. I liked her anyway. No, rather than liking her, I was grateful. I hated being bullied, but I was thankful she even talked to me. And the fact that she picks me up every morning just to bully me on the way to school... But... one morning, when I woke up... I thought everything would be exactly the same as usual— Or so I thought. When I approached you, who came to pick me up today, I heard your inner thoughts. I couldn't hear anyone else's thoughts, But yours, I could hear them loud and clear.