One last tear

I'm tired of being enslaved by this feeling...

That is what is in Airin's mind right now.

She stared at her face at the reflection of the frozen river water, which couldn't show how her face was now. To be honest, Airin was sick of seeing her face, she was sick of seeing the sadness and hopelessness on her face so she went far enough just to make sure that her sad face wasn't showing when she cut her hair short so that her shoulders were exposed.

Airin then released her hair which had completely turned black from her hand so that it flew in the wind.

One last tear was a sign of her promise to herself that she would not cry again after this. Whatever the reason, even if it pained her helplessly, she would not cry to death.

"Airin..."