Prologue

Love it’s the most agonizing and excruciating thing on the planet. We all want it, love from a
parent a friend, someone to be there for you. But there’s some people in this world that just
can’t anymore they loved and it ruined them. They don’t have the strength to let themselves
even try to pick up the pieces of their shattered heart, people like me. I’m not here to tell you a
story on how you should let people love you, because that’s just bullshit However it doesn’t
matter how much we try to love someone to keep ourselves from being alone because in the
end we all die alone…
I was only 11 years old when I realized this thing called love could easily fade from people’s
heart’s once you disappoint them. The eyes that stared down at you once with passion and joy
now look at you will disgust and disappointment. I was perfect in my family’s eyes, a selfless
little girl who wouldn’t harm even a fly. I only put on that front and acted that way because that’s
what people expected of me. They expected a perfect little girl so that’s what I gave them. At
just 11 I was living my life to please other people. That was until one day I had given my m
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Aika, that’s my name not my birth given name but that one I’ve given myself it fit me perfectly.
Thrift stores, I’ve always loved them I hated spending thousands of dollars that I didn’t have,
on clothes that I didn’t need. But I loved fashion experimenting with my taste in style. I used to
like the floral girly style, then I was into plain pieces because, I saw Madison Beer wearing
things that. Recently I read the manga Nana, and got into dressing like Nana Osaki. I’m a very
complicated person as you can see.
Letting my hands drag through the rack of men’s plaid shirt, I sighed as they did not
have the color that I was looking for.