[Tobiichi Luna POV]
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You're so pretty, Luna.
You're amazing, Luna.
You're so smart, Luna.
Aaah… it's so boring. All day, every day, people do nothing but compliment me. I don't care. I don't care at all. I didn't do anything to earn this. Are you all monkeys or something? I don't feel anything when you praise my genetic disposition—I don't feel anything when you praise things that I simply do not care about.
Whenever I talk to someone, they always treat me like I'm above them. They bow down to my every word, they act like they were made to serve me. Stop it. I don't like it when you do that. It's annoying. Why can't anyone talk to me normally. I just want to have fun, I just want to talk about stupid things, I just want to play around, getting scolded when I do something wrong.
I feel trapped in a world of my own creation. What is there for me to do? I never cared much about my career in the first place, I don't feel happy when my face appear in advertisements, I don't care if you think I sang the best song you've ever heard. I don't care. Shut up.
Why, why isn't there anyone who can talk to me like I'm a normal girl?
I just want to go on class trips, camping with some friends, gossiping about the boys we like.
Instead, I'm in this mundane life, constantly sitting at the top, looking down on everyone else.
Won't someone come save me? Where's my prince? Where's my knight in shining armour?
All the boys that talk to me, they're fake, they're scared, they're arrogant, they're all annoying. I don't feel anything when I talk to them. I just want to feel love. I just can't feel it from any of them.
Aah! It's so annoying. What can I do?
Why can't you all be like that boy.
To the boy I met six years ago.
I want to see you again.
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