"Since I was a child, my only desire was for everyone to truly accept me as their own. Yet, I feel like I could never be 'good enough' in anyone's eyes. The harder I tried to be kind, the more I seemed to be judged as flawed. As I grew older, my problems only multiplied, and I began to feel as though I could do nothing for anyone—that I would never truly belong. I was alone, walking my path in solitude.
But then, eventually, some friends entered my life. Since childhood, the word 'friend' had always been precious to me. I believed friendship was a world where we could speak our hearts without any hesitation. There was even a time when those friends were ready to give their all for me. Before anyone could utter a single word against me, they would stand in front of me like a shield.
Slowly, the days passed. As a group, we began to share many moments of joy. In every situation, we stood for one another like strong pillars of support. At that time, I felt like the luckiest person in the world to have two friends like them. A year passed in this happiness, but after that..."