What the hell was that guy thinking?! At least an apology would have been fine i guess but he didn't even look at my face! It is only human to show a sign of remorse after something like that. Just so that you happened to be a guest of Takahashi Senpai doesn't mean that you can bully people around! He probably thinks that money will solve everything but he is wrong. No amount of money will help to fix my mental health after my coat got ruined from his smokes that were dropping ashes continuously! This precious piece cost me half of my last months salary and now its ruined. Rich people must be thinking that poor people with pride like us doesn't exist. Ohh i would give everything i have to have all the power in the world and crush all those cruel pieces of craps in charge. It would be fabulous to make them beg to me and hold my exhausted feet while i order them around. Unfortunately though, poor and weak ones like me never earn something in this crap world...
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I wish i had a car so i didn't have to walk 3 hours to reach my prison-like apartment. Even though i left the work early due Takahashi Senpai's guest, it still gets very dark until i arrive at home. Let me see the time. It is currently 10:56 pm. These streets that i live in gets relevantly dangerous at these times of the day. I heard that most people that live around here carries a pocket knife with them for protection. Not me though lol. I got nothing to lose against punks of these streets.
Come to think of it i got nothing to eat at home. Sleeping on an empty stomach once again seems like the way even though i hate it. Only if there was a cheap way to put stuff in my stomach. There is a large of beam light splashing into my face. I wish they fixed these street lambs someday. It burns my eyes dammit. Where is it coming from anyway? I looked to left side of the road. And it is a, vending machine! What luck! I guess god still loves me heh. A cheap sandwich would be the perfect late dinner for today!
I walked towards the vending machine and pull out all my changes. I barely have enough to buy one pork sandwich with cheese but its more than enough. In this deep dark silence of the neighborhood my changes hitting each other sounds like a storm. I barely give any shit for this places peace though so who cares. I slowly place my changes into the machine while looking at my sandwich shining through the endless night. Drools coming out of my mouth. I can't focus on the money. One of the changes falls to ground so im getting back to my senses all of a sudden. I feel dizzy. Out of nowhere i am seeing doubles of everything. My small metal change money falls to the ground one buy one. After they all fell to the ground, i realize a red color on the road. It is a liquid. It is my liquid. It is red. I think it is blood. Is it my blood? I think it is my blood. I slowly look in front of me while trying to lower my head with all the power i got. I am able to take a glance at my stomach. Before falling to the ground and passing out i see a sharp knife that pierced through my guts. Thats definitely my blood.