Sinner_of_Tomorrow

Heartbreaks. Tears. Depression. Move on.

I make mistakes. I also get sick. I sometimes embarrass myself in front of my classmates. I never answered back to my parents. We live in a normal house, run a small store, and I have a normal love-hate relationship with my younger brother. I'm smart and talented. I easily learn lessons and help my classmates with some of their difficulties. As a matter of fact, I can say that I'm normal.

However, things changed when I transferred. My heart raced for a person. The wrong person. The whole world would condemn us if we ever got together. I don't even know if that person would reciprocate my feelings.

But I still fell.

In the game of love, the first one who fall will lose. And I did.

I fell. I fell. And I fell.

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Disclaimer: The events in this story really happened in real life, except for some parts where the main character is not present. But those are supplemented by asking the point of view of those present.

Names of the characters are edited to avoid shock and confusion from their perspective. But if they ever found out about this, we will have a long chat.

Again, everything in the story is according to the point of view of the main character.

Five Reasons

I've already loved a few times before. I've had already gave up on them a few times. And I've experienced happiness, sadness, pain and regret a few times because of those. But from those slipping, falling and drowning moments, I've always managed to get back up to my feet. I've already experienced giving chances. And all those chances were not cherished well.


I don't know if I'm just a martyr or if I'm just an idiot in love. I'm even a good person. I don't do stuff that harm others. Sometimes, I get to think to myself. Am I doing it right? My repeatable attempts of letting those people who hurt me go and giving them another chance to wreck me?


But it seems like fate aways loved to play a game with me. I still don't learn the consequences.


This time, I suddenly realized that somebody got my attention, and I started to give my all to this person.


I always notice anything that person does. It seems like I memorized everything about her in the short time we spent together. She's different. Different. She's different from all the others I've offered my love to. It's more deep, more perfect, more poisonous, more dangerous.


And there are five specific reasons as to why my heart chose her. But if I'm going to be asked again, five reasons are clearly not enough for me to tell the reasons why I chose her. Because I cannot rise up from her poison.


I only got one thing to say. I cannot rise up again. I drowned. With no chance to live.


Warning For My Heart