Yumi Yamamoto was a special woman.

Well, this is what people have said about her. The meaning of her name along with her surname earned her a nickname that she found quite unpleasant in her childhood: "The beauty forgotten at the top of the mountain". They always despised her because of her beauty, said that she was destined to be alone, which made her literally lonely at school. It didn't make sense, Yumi never understood her colleagues' approach, she thought that even they didn't understand what they were talking about.

The teachers tried to help her interact or make friends with other classmates - especially new students - but it was always the same, as the years got worse, they said she was a spoiled princess who thought was too beautiful and was always putting herself on a pedestal. But she never said an "a" in relation to her beauty, on the contrary, she never considered herself worthy of such a title.

What is so beautiful about it, anyway? His hair was straight, as were most of his classmates. Was it the tone of her eyes, that turquoise she always admired when looking in the mirror? If it were, the children would be idiots, only her eyes are beautiful, the rest were just an ordinary girl from any school. This was ridiculous, at school she realized that the girls had more exuberant and more curved bodies, only that she was still the beauty who was on top of the mountain. The girls said horrible things about themselves in the bathroom or even face to face. She had no friends, and it was obvious why.

Due to the lack of a friendship, she simply decided to occupy her time. She helped her mother in the flower shop and did some activities that helped her muscles more. Her routine had been completely full, she barely had time to go out, if she had friends to do so. That was great, his schedule was wonderful: helping his mother, doing karate, swimming and even learning English. Her mother was also teaching her how to cook when she had a little extra time, which was fun since her daughter had to have free time for such teachings.

She had become a mature woman exceedingly early, perhaps due to the lack of friendships since she had no friends at her age and was not something that

bothered her. At school she no longer cared about anyone, she just did her homework and paid attention in class, she always tried her best to do well in tests and wanted to go to a good college and knew that her school could influence her a lot if she performed well.

His parents had gone out to celebrate their wedding anniversary; they would take a plane to Rome; it was the couple's dream to go there. They even asked Yumi if she wanted to go along, except that the girl thought it was more viable for them to go alone, after all, it was a celebration of their relationship and not of the family. She had stayed to help at the store with the manager she considered a cousin, Takashi Nakamura. It was funny that the boy's name meant obedience and it was everything he was less. His surname meant middle town, making it a joke since the boy was always showing such a finger when he was angry.

Takashi was not much older than the girl, while she was almost 17 and he was already in his 21 s. Goosehaired brown hair and eyes in the same tone, he kept flirting with the girls and many ended up don't pay attention for him, after all the boy it was

beautiful. Tall and charming, not to mention the physical build that attracts many women. He always ended up laughing when one of the clients said a beautiful "no", making her joke about what happened. Nobody else worked in the store, she was small and there was no need for more people and since Yumi was always there to help in her "half" work period, only Takashi was enough.

When he heard about the trip, his grandmother insisted on going to her granddaughter to take care of her. Even though I was an elderly woman, she did not want to leave such a young girl alone at home, not because she trusted her, but because she didn't want to leave her alone. He was aware of the life of his dear granddaughter and didn't even think about how she would be alone at home. Mrs. Hana Yamamoto was very friendly, she was Yumi ls only living relative, out your parents, which made her a little sad for not wanting to lose her.

One thing that bothered her was that her red thread was a little ... torn.

Ah yes, the beautiful red thread of fate, Akai Ito.

Everyone had one and the vast majority wanted to

find the person to whom they were connected. After all, who didn't want to find the love of many lives? Well, not Yumi. It was annoying to have a thread torn in half, it looked like an old pair of scissors tried to cut the thread and ended up turning that ugly thing. Was she afraid of the meaning of the thread, would the person she was attached to be a cruel human being? A person already dead? She didn't know, couldn't understand, that made her furious.

On the internet, there were numerous cases of domestic violence in which the couple was connected by wire. This was disturbing, many wanted and wanted the connection between souls, others were afraid of suffering something like that. Yumi thought his wire was connected to a type of serial killer who was in the habit of cutting people with old scissors. She tried hard to understand why her line was like this, she even went to forums and even made a fake account asking if there was any other peculiar topic besides the normal one, but nobody said anything. Even documentaries!

As each saw his own thread and not the others think about how she loved that information - she tried to pull or even cut the thread, she knew it was

impossible, but it was worth trying. It felt like an unbearable itch that, no matter how hard she tried, would never change. Perhaps because of the hatred of their childhoods they had cursed their thread. Of course, she would rather believe something so stupid than believe something was wrong with her. She could ask her parents to take her to the doctor or something, but she was embarrassed, she had no reason to do that, but she was.

"Doctor, my line is torn, as if i had used old, blind scissors"

What a stupid thing!

What would she hear after saying those words? Just imagining it, the urge to throw up grew. I felt a huge hatred for all this, first was her hellish life at school I mean, in the sense of friendships, of course, she was a great student, we can't let that go - so she put that ridiculous line around her finger and pretended that his soul mate was dead two meters below the ground, in space being eaten by an alien.

She really wanted to have someone to tell this to, even if it were just for curse, but to whom could she say these things if she shut herself off from the world? She would rather die than tell her life to anyone on the internet. Of course, she could use one of her fake accounts, except that her subconscious made her imagine a hacker breaking into her account and telling the world her situation to everyone, making her the new freak and the next on the list of human beings.

He even talked to his grandmother about the topic, of course, without commenting on his situation. She kept saying how amazing her husband was and how perfect her life had been with the man she loved so much. My God, that was a punch to Yumi ls stomach that made her hate herself - a lot; how upset she was when she proposed to have that conversation it just indicated that she would be alone since her soul mate probably didn't exist in the astral world. Was she a ghost?

She had bigger problems than her thread, she put it on her head so she wouldn't collapse and be depressed crying in the corners wishing for a new life, a life in which she would have a normal thread. It had to be strong, she was strong throughout her childhood and adolescence, she heard shit from

colleagues, and it wouldn't be the drug that would end her life, right? Right.

At least that is what she would like to believe, after all, she was just a child. Who knew nothing about the world outside, she needs to be strong.