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Tell me your secrets and ask me your questions. Oh, let's go back to the start

"What did you dream about?"

Zee was sipping a pack of banana milk when I asked. She turned to me with weary. I felt a bit of pity just by staring at her. She looks weak and I was so afraid to say a word because it seems that every word doesn't make sense at all.

I wanted to get mad at her, but I just can't. I couldn't even blame her because at one point in my life, I thought of killing myself.

"What does it feel like?"

"Nothing." She shook her...