During the school’s long vacation, I rented a place for myself, planning to find things to do while waiting for the answer.

In my free time, I would often overthink and couldn’t resist hurting myself.

But when I was busy, I could think of nothing else.

This was also Percival Rodriquez's advice to me—he said I should live for myself once.

However, one day at my part-time job, I saw my brother.

His face darkened immediately upon seeing me. "What are you doing here?"

"Are you a lady now, working as a server?"

I didn’t respond, simply continuing to pack up my things.

Whether it was my silence that angered...