Chapter 125

• “I am sorry. Sorry for being a jerk.”
• I am looking at him as he speaks, reading every letter that leaves his lips, but I feel nothing at all. Perhaps because I shouldn’t. Yeah, that is the mere reason. Why should I feel anything? Why should I trust his words? Why should his words get into me, right?
• This one is a rare breed. A rare gem. An annoying piece of soul that I would never want to encounter in my life again. Can you imagine this guy? This one, with his cluelessness and gold-coated ego, can drive you to the edge until you lose all your sanity, and he will still act like he has done nothing. As if you are the root cause of all your miseries.