Friendship... It was a sweet lie... Game of trust and betrayal. So many emotions to conceal and cover. Not allowing to give up, it won't also let you survive. The story is about friendship of a group of young people who are on their way to build a shinning future. 


Their friendship was irreplaceable. Seven different personalities and viewpoints, but friendship brought them together. Unbreakable and ecstatic. However something is changing in their friendship. What's going on?
 
[Two Years Later]

"You changed so much! It's like I can even recognize you"

"Thanks. All credits goes to you.I changed for surviving in the middle of these cruel monsters masked as sweet humans."

"Are you even the girl who was my lovely friend?"

"Were you even my friend?"

Suddenly the person she used to love...That person, the reason why she ended up being so pitiful said,"Can you stop over reacting? It was just a misunderstanding."

Overreacting? So all of her sufferings are overreacting? Bitterly looking at him, she said,"You really disgust me..I regret falling for you..It destroyed me.."

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THRONEFUL FRIENDSHIP

I'm sick and worthless now. Nothing works out, and the outcome has already been determined. It's pointless to put forth effort if you've already been labelled as the culprit in their mind. 


"I'm glad you got here on time." My doctor gave me a friendly smile. 


"Yes, of course. I had no choice but to come." 


"However, Suga, there is no progress. What's the point of all this if you're not going to try?" He let out a sigh. 


"I'm making an effort. It's just far too difficult. You won't notice because of this." I gave a gentle smile. 


"It would be wonderful. And, if you tried, perhaps the best. But, as you may be aware, the most significant stumbling block in this profession is the possibility that your own patient will refuse therapy." 


"That's why you went with it." I laughed out loud. 


"I'm curious as to how a smooth talker like you may have buried melancholy." Ivan Pavlov, my doctor, stated. 


Doctor Ivan Pavlov