Character: Seki

I realized that there are many different types of people. It sounds corny, but everyone has their own story and their own life, and only they can decide what it will be. To be honest, I've always blamed others for all my troubles, but it all came back to me like a boomerang. As a result, the feeling of resentment towards others turned out to be only resentment towards oneself.

Everyone in this world has their own happiness and their own way of life, so it is better to think about your own happiness, and not wish harm to others!

Humans are just weak creatures who try to appear strong.

The more you observe people, the more strange they seem. Like clockwork dolls - move, fuss, go to work, and one day they just stop and freeze. What a strange feeling? ... There are so many people around, but it seems to me that there is not a single real, living person among them? Everyone seems so empty ...