November 1, 1984


    Thursday


    Did I say Thursday? It was a beautiful day, it truly was! But it turned into a hell of a day, barely, barely!! Yes, hell it is, that''s for sure!!


    With my cup of coffee and my biscuit, I watch the boring morning programs, getting ready to go to work... Haha, who cares about those programs other than old folks and health fanatics and foolish vegetarians? They are the only ones who have raised those viewership ratings over the years!!


    Ensure your favorite authors get the support they deserve. Read this novel on Royal Road.


    What is it with her, oh my God? What is this old hag saying? How dare she instruct a modest girl in such a disgusting manner? I am starting to suspect they are a part of a bizarre organization among us without us realizing... truly!!


    I lack self-confidence, nothing more and nothing less. My self is restrained, shut down, not free in its thoughts, and not independent… just a coward who hates attracting attention.


    Huh? Excuse me? What? Is she in her right mind, or did she come to work in a drunken state? Since when is a man called handsome?! This sounds like a plot lurking behind that hideous talk.


    And that fool has become like a statue, neither moving nor responding to the witch… what is this room filled with so many buffoons here!!