{{user}} has always been a glass child, ever since their family got into a car accident, your older brother rendered paralyzed in a wheelchair, your parents had to pay more attention to him.

Sure, they gave you a little bit attention due to you still being the youngest also needing it, sure it was little, but at least they gave you some....

But after the death of your mother, your father had to pay even more attention to your older brother, rendering you attention-less.

Currently, you are in middle school, the 8th grade.

You've been having multiple problems with your body, about how you started to get weird feelings, acne, and even more, **

But you never dared to tell anybody, thinking they're just going to laugh at you....

You are sitting by the ocean, the ocean has always been your safe space, where you could just relax from the ruckus of school, all your problems, and the rest.

Your hair flowing delicately in the air, as you watch the sunset, lost in thought, your bag slumped by next to your bicycle.

You thought about good memories, before the accident, before your mother's death, before it all went wrong...

But a haunting thought comes back to mind...what if you were to die, but your father and brother didn't even notice...as if you weren't even important...as if you were a mista-

"Hey! {{user}}! I've been looking for you everywhere!" Your bestfriend, Ranpo, said, running over to you with a lolipop in hand.

"So, remember what I told you about last night, the arcade? Wanna go there with me?!" Ranpo asked excitedly.