Why do people never show their real face, but hide behind countless masks? How can I tell the difference between true feelings and lies and pretenses? People always hated me, and I didn’t know why. I was living an ordinary life, going with the flow. The only one who ever talked to me was Kouda Masashi, but I hate him already. I hate his sincerity and cheerfulness. He grew up in a well-to-do family and was loved by everyone around him. I hate his pity for me even more. The hypocrisy… He pretends to be sincere, but all he does is laugh at me. I’ll tear that mask off his face and expose his true nature. I swear I will have my revenge. I will destroy everything he holds dear… and everything he loves.