21

Jeremy: You're okay right? Where are you now? At home right?

Claia: I'm going to kill myself.

Jeremy: Don't be crazy. I won't let you destroy the body of someone I love just like that.

Claia: I don't care. That's your business. The bottom line is I'm going to kill myself soon.

Jeremy: Tell me where your real body lives.

Claia: In Deast village, Aeven town,

Jeremy: Oh there huh? I just got the news. There, at a school, a girl is hospitalized due to poison in her body.

Claia: That...that's me.

Jeremy: That's right. You killed yourself, right?

Claia: Yes

Jeremy: Why did you kill yourself?

Claia: ...You want to know?

Jeremy: Not that I'm curious or anything. I want to know just in case if it's true that what you're experiencing is a soul transfer, then Diora is most likely in your real body. And because of that, I want to know what happened to him. Maybe he'll kill himself just like you.

Claia: Hahaha. Very funny. There's no way he'd kill himself, I'm sure. Precisely people like Diora are the reason for me to kill myself. Since long ago, I've always been bullied to the point where I don't want to live anymore.

Jeremy: Diora isn't as evil as you think.

Claia: You say that but memories of hers always come to mind. I know him better than you.

Jeremy: Are you sure? Have the memories of me and Diora appeared in your head?

Claia:...

Jeremy: No one knows more about him than I do. Even the closest people.

Claia: You say that means you're the closest person to him right?

Jeremy: Of course the closest to him is her mother.

Claia: That's not what I meant. But, compared to Jethro, you are closer to Diora, aren't you?

Jeremy: Why do you think so?

Claia: Anyone would think that because of what you just said.

Jeremy: Jethro said more.

Claia: The point is you can pay more attention to Diora than Jethro.

Jeremy: Never mind. You don't have to interfere. Now what about the news? I don't understand why the name of the school is hidden.

Claia: Of course like that. Tiara will not let her name be tarnished.

Jeremy: Tiara? So that's the name of the person who bullied you. Ok. We will find out together later. Oh yeah, are you having a hard time?

Claia: What do you mean?

Jeremy: Being Diora must be hard for you right?

Claia: I told you I was going to kill myself.

Jeremy: I won't let it!

Claia: how are you going to stop me from killing myself?

Jeremy: By being by your side and restraining you from doing anything that might harm you.

Claia: I'm not Diora! So you don't need to be beside me.

Jeremy: I'm doing this because of Diora. I certainly don't care that you refuse. What is clear, I will not let Diora's body be destroyed.

Claia was feeling very irritated so she hung up on them. After hearing from Ira that Diora usually studied with J alias Jeremy, suddenly Jeremy immediately called her. It was as if the boy knew that he was going to contact her. Claia told Ira to get out of her room and she locked her room. So that the maid wouldn't listen to her conversation with Jeremy because she had been honest about herself with Jeremy. Claia was reminded of Jeremy saving her from Linus. It was the first time he had been saved by someone. Now he was complaining, why did it have to be Jeremy who saved him?

“You don't think he saved you because of you, Claia. Until now, you have never been saved by anyone else. Jeremy only saved Diora, not you. Even now, he might come to stop you from killing yourself," Claia said to herself.

"Correct. Why think about them? Studying for Diora's sake and pleasing Diora's mother is also of no use. They have nothing to do with me. Why am I in this body and living my life as Diora if they don't accept me at all? What they need is Diora and if they know about this transfer of souls, they will do everything they can to get Diora again without thinking about me at all. They are nothing more than strangers,” thought Claia.

Claia opened the bedroom door and sneaked into the kitchen with a clear look of sadness on her face. She didn't want to be stopped by anyone including all the servants in this house. Especially Sis Ira.

“Sis Ira seems to know that I'm not Diora. She often tells me things I don't know, and my reaction must have made him suspicious," Claia thought.

Claia finally reached the kitchen. But there is one waiter. She immediately shooed the maid away. After that, she took out a knife and hid it behind his back.

"Miss!"

Claia flinched as she was about to return to her room when she heard Ira's voice. Ira is looking for him. Claia decided to hide in the kitchen cupboard. Even though she was sure that she would be found soon, she would use this time to kill himself. When she positioned the knife in front of her chest, she began to close his eyes to gather her courage. Claia apologized to her parents again inside her heart.

“I'm struggling in despair,” Claia thought.

Claia stared at the tip of the knife deep in the darkness of this cupboard.

”Miss! A handsome boy is looking for a miss outside! He said, now, miss no need to be afraid. Because he will always be there for Miss!”

“I may be stupid but I have my heart. My heart has long been unable to trust other people, let alone what they say," Claia thought. Suddenly Diora's memory appeared in her head. This memory made her tremble. Diora, once took a knife in the kitchen, just like him and she whispered.

"I want to kill him."

With a quick movement, Claia reversed the knife and stabbed forward until the sound of a stab into the cupboard caught the attention of Ira and her friend. They drew closer to the source of the sound and opened the cupboard. How surprised they were when they found Diora huddled in a narrow cupboard. Claia was pulled out by Ira and her friend.

“Miss, why is Miss hiding inside? Is it because you already know about the boy's arrival?” she asked.

'"Yes. Get him out of here!” Claia ordered.

"Good. I still have time," said Jeremy, looking at the knife in Claia's hand. He was grateful that the knife in the girl's hand had no red stains.

Jeremy smiled faintly. "I heard your score is zero. Want to study together-"

"No," Claia answered quickly before Jeremy could finish.

"Take the knife Sis Ira!" said Jeremy.

Ira took a knife from Claia. Claia immediately tried to grab him again. But Ira immediately hid it behind her back while her body moved to block Claia.

"I'm sorry miss. I don't know what you will use this knife for. But if it's for something good, let me do it," said Ira.

"Then what a coincidence. I wanted to kill myself but maybe because I was too scared, my hands were shaking and I couldn't do it. I need someone else to do it. So do it now Ira! It's an order!" Claire insisted.

Ira and the other maids were shocked to hear what their lady said about suicide. Ira ran to Ethelyn's room to report what she heard from Diora. Meanwhile, the other maids stayed by Diora's side, just in case so that if Diora did something bad, they would stop it.

Jeremy still stood where he was and stared at Claia.

"I'm a guest here. You don't want to welcome me?" he asked.

"What the hell. Want to tell the owner of this house, Mrs. Ethelyn," Claia replied.

Claia approached Jeremy. Jeremy walked backward until that made Claia stop in her tracks.

"What are you doing?" she asked.

"...? Aren't you traumatized by a boy? You will go crazy if you are close to boy, so I stay away from you," replied Jeremy. He smiled faintly.

Claia showed even more annoyance on her face.

"Just disappear from my sight!"

Jeremy didn't say anything.

"Diora!" called Ethelyn extraordinarily loudly.

Claia turned her head. Ethelyn's sharp gaze frightened him a little. And Jeremy realized that.

"Who is this? Is this the boy who treated you so badly?" Ethelyn asked Diora. But her sharp gaze was on Jeremy.

"Not me auntie, but Linus. And it's best if auntie doesn't come to school to warn his not to approach auntie child or take action to prevent her from approaching auntie child. He's dangerous."