The writing is too beautiful and too tragic, too powerful and too effortless. This text is filled with blood and tears, it's the dimming and falling of a brilliantly shining, beautiful soul. I would compare it to classical literature, being mentally controlled and tormented to the point of madness and suicide, the only difference being that it happens in the context of the wealthy class in modern society. I am convinced in my heart that this is an incredibly kind and pure, highly sensitive and talented master. She was originally humble, outstanding in personality and ability. But in this systematically oppressive environment where right and wrong are inverted, she exhausted her young and shallow spiritual strength and life. The stench of this world, covered by the perfume of pretentious people, the incomprehensible pain of girls curled up in corners, trapped on the dark side of the world with no escape, far from people and in extreme loneliness, the norm of putting on a brave face and deceiving oneself that happiness means keeping a smile - all of this is vividly portrayed before me, making me feel as if I've experienced it personally, feeling greatly familiar. The entire atmosphere makes me feel a comfort as if my soul is being caressed, feeling not alone in finding a kindred spirit also tormented by the pain of existence. Kindness, love, weakness, and powerlessness are intertwined. One must be kind, but even more so, one must become strong!!

Read the first chapter in the light reflected from the windowsill. Also coming in through the window were the tire noises from the road and the screams of various birds.

Surprisingly, there's no annotation. I need to read this book.