I am the class president, I'm also known as the rush boy because I always rush projects. I’m caught in a time loop, a cycle I discovered on Foundation Day, February 25th. That night, I went to sleep and found myself faced with a choice: “accept death” or “go back.” Every time, I hit “go back,” and the next thing I know, it’s January 7th all over again. I wanted you to hate me, to despise me. Because I don't want you worrying when I'm gone, when I finally accept my death.