Looking at the sky, Nebok was ready to cry his heart out.

"Why did I say that? Why am I such a baka?"

He felt so angry. What on Earth had possessed him to say that? His mom had caused so many pain. She had caused his depression, for crying out loud!

She had been cruel to her family. Making them feel the pain for her delusional beliefs in destiny.

How could he had been so crude in speaking?

What had he done?

Right now, he was on the ferris wheel, looking out to the park.

He couldn't breathe. All he could do was grip his fists, and let the tears fall ever so slightly.

Slapping his mouth again and again, the only thing he could think of was how could he.

It reminded him of a year back.

When his emotions had supposedly killed someone.

He let it all fall.

Every single emotion fell out with it. The rage, the pain, the sorrow, the regret.

He sobbed, unable to keep himself together.

He only wanted to help.

But it only hurt other people.

His tears fell. His pain throbbed through his entire body.

He had caused this.

What could he do?

In the end, he was just a pathetic person, someone who had tried to kill someone.

No matter how hard he had tried to move on, to fix and repent for his flaws, it would never be enough.

The weight of his sins would never leave him.

It would stay, for life.

No one was there to tell him otherwise.

It was only him, crying, sobbing, regretting, without anyone to comfort him.

All he had was the crushing feeling, the additional baggage on his shoulder.

"I'm so sorry... I shouldn't have said that... Please, forgive me..."

No one could hear his pleads, though. He was alone, with the heavy heart, just like how he had been for the past few months.

He cried.

He sobbed.

He begged for mercy.

Was it heard?

Probably no.