Why do people never show their actual face, but hide behindhand an infinite number of masks? How to distinguish actual feelings from lies and pretense? People always hated me, and I didn’t know why. I lived a ordinary life, I was drifting. The merely one who spoke with me Koud Masashi, but I already hate him. I hate his sincerity and cheerfulness. Man grew up in a prosperous family and was loved by all who enclosed him. I am even greater amount disgusted with his pity for me. Hypocrisy … Dude pretends this lad is sincere, and guy just laughs at me. I will tear this mask from his face and demonstrate the real essence. I swear I’ll take revenge. I will destroy everything that is dear to him … and what they love.
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