I ran desperately towards the rooftop, with a group of people chasing me from behind.
I knew in my heart that once we reached the rooftop, there would be no way out.
I have no choice. Being caught means a dead end.
Because I killed someone.
As for why I killed someone and who I killed, I can't remember clearly anymore.
I was breathing rapidly, my physical strength was at its limit, and I was taking deep breaths.
Every pore on the body was open, with sweat lying outward.
I struggled to climb the last step.
Pushing open the door, I went to the rooftop.
The smoggy sky, the noise of large air conditioners...
I had no way out and reached the edge of the rooftop, then looked down.
There were many pedestrians on the road, but they had no idea it was above their heads. A person has reached a dead end.
I'm in despair...
I think of my parents...
I thought of a lot...
Suddenly, it rang in my ears
"Buzz..." Buzz... The voice
I suddenly opened my eyes wide and found that it was already dawn.
I looked out of the window
Realizing that spring has come...
