Harumi was still looking at me in surprise. When I saw his expression which looked strange, not long after that I felt something was wrong. Not long after, I immediately left this room. After I thought about it, that's when I started to feel that there was something strange like that. This time I felt that there was something else strange. When I looked at it from the other side, I felt that way and then I also thought about the many oddities that had happened. I think there are things that are quite dangerous and my thoughts are always focused on that. After I went back to class and then looked at several other people and it turned out they didn't care at all. I also ran into Yuko who had just left. This time I decided to just go home after class ended. Even though I've been thinking a lot about unimportant things today, this time I'm increasingly feeling an unusual sensation. I always think about Yolanda who was declared dead after being found. As time goes by, it feels more and more strange. I felt like I was in the middle of bad luck that was approaching me. This time I went first to the burial place and after that it turned out that it was true that Yolanda had indeed left this world. I saw a view like this and after that I started to go again. When I was about to leave, I saw Yuko and apparently that person also came here. After that we talked for some time on the way home from this place. Yuko also said so many oddities that even I felt dizzy about all of this. My mind is always confused and not only that, Even now I can't control myself. Many people also talked about me and they seemed to want to make me go away. I couldn't believe what I saw and it turns out all of this keeps me thinking about it until now.
“You feel uncomfortable?” Yuko asked me.
"If you say it's uncomfortable, I think it's more like I'm suffering."
"What?"
“You've heard that from everyone, haven't you? Previously, they kept encouraging me and some even became my fans. But when they found out what was happening in the gallery, they immediately changed. Do you think that makes sense?”
“Ah, so it's because of that huh. Looks like they're the only ones who are stupid."
"Stupid?"
"Yes. Because they only judge from one side and immediately conclude as they please. Even though the reality is not what they think. never mind, you don't have to care about what they say. You will only suffer if you continue to care about such things.”
"You are right. There's really no point in me thinking about things like that. It's just, I feel like I'm thinking about something."
"What are you thinking about?"
“Isn't it strange that Yolanda was suddenly killed so tragically? And why can't the police find the perpetrator? Do you think that makes sense?”
"No. It looks like they still haven't found it because they are just starting their investigation. But when I think about it, I seem to have discovered something suspicious recently.”
"What's that?"
"I think the perpetrator might be someone who was never suspected before."
“Why do you think like that? Who do you suspect?"
"Who knows. This is just my hunch.”
We walked slowly. Something that felt oppressive made me feel that this world was full of mysteries. When I first saw the world, from behind the window that I could only see every day, at that moment I thought that this world was truly beautiful, like a painting. But, when I came out and saw it clearly, everything was not as I had imagined. I felt a twinge of regret for thinking like a child. Apart from that, I also discovered something I never expected. Someone who really appreciates my work so much that I feel so happy about it. As soon as I realized something, I was even more disappointed.
"Wow, it turns out you've come, huh?" Harumi said to me.
"What are you doing?"
"What? Haven't you seen for yourself, I'm just painting."
"Why? Are you really a painter too?”
“You don't believe that I can do something like this? Do you only judge me as someone who collects your work? You're too narrow-minded."
"That is not what I mean."
“Eh?”
“What did you do with the painting? why did you make something as horrible as that?”
“Ah, you see this is terrible. Even though I think this is quite beautiful. According to what I've seen."
"What are you saying?"
“The work is representative of reality. Do you know, something real is beautiful.”
As soon as I saw the painting, it felt like I was pricked by a thorn. The wound looks so deep and I feel that the painting is really painful. I can't believe this guy made this kind of work and thought it was beautiful. Although everyone has different tastes, why is this person so strange. At first glance I felt like I saw something real and even when I was at home and I really wanted to sleep, I felt like I couldn't do it and kept thinking about what I saw that afternoon. My mind is getting confused. Meanwhile, Harumi is seen in a room and is painting something.
"Ah, there's not enough paint," said Harumi.
That night. When Yolanda had just come home from school. Slowly walked towards Yolanda's family house. At that time, there were lots of people still around the neighborhood and Yolanda didn't feel afraid because it was already night. After that, Yolanda received a message from an unknown sender. Yolanda was shocked and then visibly trembled. Not long after that, Yolanda decided to ignore the message and continued walking home. On this journey filled with anxiety, Yolanda seemed to feel something uncomfortable. A bad feeling started to creep in and continued to make Yolanda's head feel heavy.
'Damn,' thought Yolanda.
Three days before. Yolanda went to a room which was none other than an art room. At that time, Yolanda met Harumi. They both looked at each other and then nothing else. Yolanda leaves and then meets a friend. After coming home from school, at that time Yolanda received an unknown message and then read the message which turned out to contain something. Yolanda quickly checked it and after that something started to happen. At that moment, Yolanda seemed to be shocked by something terrible and not long after that, Yolanda immediately ran and left quickly. Someone noticed Yolanda looking strange and then just shrugged it off.
'What's wrong with that person?' thought the female student.