*Cora's POV*
I woke up early in the morning. Since I woke up, two little guys had been arguing in my head.
One said, "You don't have to go to school. It wasn't your fault. You don't have to suffer this."
The other said, "Honey, that's why you should go to school. Are you giving up? You should go out and tell others that you are fine. You can handle whatever aims at you."
Then, the pitiful one retorted, "You have no idea how difficult it is to face those people. The way they look at you. Oh, I can't endure it even for a minute."
But the unyielding one immediately said, "Life is always tough. You've been through this much. You don't get the opportunity often. Do you really want to give up? Let other people control your life and live in misery."
This time, the pitied one didn't say anything. It blinked and then disappeared.
"Well, I won." After saying that, the unyielding guy also disappeared.
"Yes, you're right," I murmured and began to put on my clothes.