<Prolouge>

I looked out my room window, everything is ruined. My teammates, my family, the man whom I loved, all of them are gone.

Why? Because of those bitches and motherfuckers.

Again, what's the use of cursing them. Isn't it stupid that when they tried to warn me I didn't listen, and now that everything is gone I wished that I listened to them.

I could have saved them, I could have saved each one of them. They were my everything.

They were the only people who truly cared about me.

Only if I could turn back the time.

I would go back and stop everything from happening.

I would save them.

I would listen to them.

I would be there for them.

I would help them.

I would tell them how much I love them.

If only, if only I could turn back the time, but that happens just in a story. There are second chances only in movies and books, in real life once it's gone means it's gone. There are no do-overs in real life.

I looked at the clock on my wall.

21st January 2034.

What a coincidence? Today is the same day as 17 years ago. This is the same day that made my life hell.

I poured water in a glass. I took every pill out of the box and swallowed them up with water.

By the time tomorrow, I wonder if they will know that I died. Should I call 119 and let them know I will die by tomorrow? An, they will know.

I laid down in my bed, I close my eyes and go to sleep.

I won't wake up ever again but I do have a lot of things that I wanted to do before dying...but life is no fairy tale.

"Hello, world. This is Irene. The eldest member of TrickStar. The Main Dancer, Lead Vocalist, rapper of the Group. Please treat us well."

Sadly, they didn't treat us well.