I grabbed my belongings and stocked them onto the small, rickety boat.
I couldn't stand being here, and they couldn't stand me being here either.
Suno's constant teasing, Idate's constant beatings, and Rocma's constant remarks.
They all knew I was a failure.
Even Yukisada knew, and every single one of them were right.
I AM a failure.
That's why I'm leaving.
They don't need me here.
I'm just a waste of space.
I know I'm no good.
I looked at the snow-covered homes for a moment before getting into my boat.
They're better of without me.

---------------------------------------------------

This was a bad idea.
The boat rocked back and forth as the storm caused the waves to raise violently.
I was thrown around by Mother Nature.
I'm never safe from being picked on, am I?
Just then, a giant wave was menacingly looming over me, preparing to slam itself onto me.
Oh.
Oh god.
Why me?
Just why??
Soon enough, the world darken and my lungs began to fill with water.

(I cancel all of my other stories and then make this I am utter trash. No one probably even reads this tbh)