I Became the Childhood Friend Who Commits Sui**de

Why do people commit suicide?

Every time I see news about it, I always wonder.

I just can’t understand it at all.

Isn’t it better to try something rather than kill yourself?

You were bullied at school?

Why not stab the bully with a knife instead?

You’ve lost all your wealth and become a debtor?

Why not try to rob a bank?

I’m not trying to condone crime.

I just think that whatever happens, it’s better than dying.

After all, when you’re dead, it’s all over.

There’s no next time, right?

But now, my thoughts have changed a bit.

Should I say I’ve shifted my perspective?

I’ve decided to acknowledge that suicide can also be one option.

“Ugh…!”

An incredible pain that feels like my head is splitting.

It’s so painful that I forget to breathe for a moment.

When the pain finally subsided, I lifted my head to look in the mirror.

The familiar me was nowhere to be found, and a girl stood in the mirror.

Fluffy cream-colored hair.

Shining amber eyes.

A cute girl with a noticeable mole on her left cheek.

A character from the world of a novel.

The protagonist’s childhood friend.

Her name is Yu Hana.

This is me now.

I stared blankly at the girl in the mirror.

Then I raised both hands and brought them to my neck.

I slowly tightened my delicate and thin neck.

The pressure on my neck increased, and I gradually began to suffocate.

As the agonizing pain faded away, the world started to blur.

Just then, the strength in the arms choking my neck gave way, and I gasped for air.

“Cough! Cough!”

I was now drooling like a fool.

So, I can’t die like this.

Kneeling and panting, I looked back at the mirror.

Now, the girl, who was quite used to this, met my gaze with eyes full of pain.

I have to kill that girl.

I must commit suicide.

Only then can I survive.