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''Suggested background: Blurry anime screencaps, possibly in black and white/sepia? There's no need for any people to appear in this one. It should be more effective if we don't include other people beyond some chattering in the background noise.''
Chisa: I'm sorry... I'm sorry...
I don't know why, but I can never do anything right.
It was only a minor role in our class play. I only had one line. Just one.
...But I couldn't say it. It got to my turn and... I couldn't say anything! At all!
Everyone was staring at me. Everyone was waiting for me. The main character couldn't do anything until I gave him his cue.
I started shaking.
I wanted to cry.
I was so confused.
Why was this happening?
I think they moved on somehow. The play continued. They all left me behind.
...And then, suddenly, I understood it.
They didn't need me.
The world didn't need me.
Everything became so clear as soon as I noticed.
''I...''
''...don't need to be here.''
I always had another life, on the Wired.
There, I could connect to people. It's not like the real world, where I mess up such stupid things as one line in a play.
Writing is so much easier than speaking. It doesn't make me freeze in place and shiver and want to cry.
On the Wired, people listen to what I say. I don't have to seal my voice away, like I do in the real world, scared of saying something wrong and being hated.
That's why I always wanted to live on the Wired.
Maybe someday, I'll be able to.
There's this girl in another class called Iwakura Lain.
She's quiet, like me. I think she's lonely, too.
Today, I walked home together with her.
We didn't really talk about anything, but it was nice being beside her.
She felt familiar. Maybe it's because I saw myself in her, but it seems like something else.
Oh, I get it.
Being with her feels like being on the Wired.
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