Hello, this is the first short story I have ever written that is similar to a novel(?). Please read and give your comments.

If someone talks about the “curtain,” I probably think of a beautiful stage performance. But what stood out to me the most was not the beautiful performance on the stage, but the curtain behind it. Why? Because I want to know what's behind the curtain. I want to know if what lies behind the curtain is as sad or depressing as I am.

Or will it be as happy as the stage play shows? The curtain for me is like the body. No one else knows what I'm thinking inside, what I'm feeling, whether I'm feeling the same as I did on stage. Sometimes behind the curtain it's sad and dark. But you have to put on a show that makes everyone think that they look good and okay.

I don't know why I'm like this. speak your mind Unable to express one's mind

Why should I care about how people perceive me? Even though there is no one in this world who cares about me. Even my family... Saying anything never crossed my mind. But why do I still care and care about those people? Why do I have to keep my feelings in my heart while inside I cry until I feel like I'm going to die? I can still smile

Maybe because I'm a weak person. If I wasn't weak, I would say what I wanted to say. Express what I feel This world is like this too. be like me It all depends on the mask you choose to wear. No one expresses how they feel. People with few masks have a difficult time living. It was very difficult. It's very difficult...

“Ten, my dear, how are you?” I opened the door to the house after returning from university and heard a familiar voice. A voice that is tied together with pretense My mother, she has always been a very good mother until the events of that day that made my love and trust shatter and disappear...

3 years ago, I was still in Mathayom 4, a bright little girl in my early years. At that time, I was still an ordinary student, living a normal life like a normal high school student. I had friends, happiness, and sorrow. But when you have good friends, you must have friends. The bad thing is that this group of people, just what I want to say I know, can't even say it.

At that time I was quite popular with the guys. My appearance at that time was considered good enough to be measured. And friends, not acquaintances that I was close to My anger and jealousy arose so I spread a crazy rumor that even a kindergartener would know was a hoax. But the whole school believed and turned against me.

The rumor was that I liked to steal people's girlfriends. At first I thought that was all. No one would think too much of it and it would disappear. But not everyone bullied and cursed violently like I killed their parents.

I haven't done anything yet. It's just that I don't have a boyfriend in my life yet. What will you use to steal the fans of the villagers? I really want to know if those people who know about rumors still have brains to think about it. Can you ask me first? Why do you like to judge others based on what you know without knowing that person first?

Even though I still don't know if what I know is right or wrong. Why do you still judge people in such crazy ways? Why.... But what hurts me the most is not the words of those people, but the words of the one family member I love with all my heart believes in. The words of others rather than believing the words of your own child..

'You perverted child!! Who ordered and taught you to steal other people's girlfriends? Don't you have the wisdom to find it yourself? I worked hard to earn money for you to study, so why are you acting like this...'

'But Mom, I haven't done anything yet.'

'Really'

'Yes, Mom, someone created a rumor to harm me, Mom.'

'Phew!!!! Don't lie. People say it all throughout school. How can you not let me believe it?'

'Why doesn't Mom listen to me?!! You're my mother, aren't you? Why does mom do this? Do you still see me as your child?!!!'

'shut your mouth!!! The evidence is evident. Who ordered and taught them to argue with adults like this!!'

'....' What kind of crazy evidence is this? It's just the nonsense of a crazy person, isn't it? Why do you have to listen to them so much?... This is probably the reason why I gradually started to raise the 'curtain' and put on a beautiful stage instead of showing what was truly inside me, what was on the side. Behind that curtain, I'd like to keep it to myself for the best...

“Yes, Mom, I want to take a shower and change clothes first,” I said, smiling brightly even though my heart was starting to feel more disgusted than before.

“Alright, hurry up and come down,” Mom said, smiling softly at me. If it were like before, I would definitely feel good and smile. But this is now I know this and I remind myself not to fall back on it. A fake smile that is a mask on the face

“Mom,” I said in a bright voice and quickly ran up to the room to take a shower before I couldn't bear to smile...

wad!!!

I slowly opened the door and closed it. My door was already loud and had to be closed very gently. I walked around the familiar room and unloaded my bag and placed it on the chair. And lay down on my soft bed

Ah~~So fine. I'm tired today. It wouldn't be strange, right? I have acted in many 'stage plays'. Even the whole day But this is a good way for everyone. and for myself No one can protect my heart. besides myself Just acting in a drama wouldn't be too difficult. Just hide and keep everything behind the curtain. That's all...

That's all it is, but why do I feel so empty? I just keep my feelings, but why is it so lonely? Is there anyone who can open the curtain and release the feelings inside and turn a stage play that is full of pretense into sincerity? ..

Phew!!

I hurriedly got out of bed before I could get lost in my own thoughts. No one would bother opening the curtains to see what was behind the curtains. Who would care? Wake up, Ten. There aren't people like that in this world. Better go take a shower before I get more delirious and have a headache.

Building!!!

I ran downstairs after taking a shower. Eating food that floats to your nose One thing I am sure of is that there will be no hypocrisy and deceit. That's the 'food' I love most in this world. It's so satisfying to be able to recharge from food when you're tired and finish with dessert. It's such a good thing to fight!!

If someone asks me if I'm afraid of being fat, I'm afraid. But since growing up, I have been taught by myself that 'Eat savory, not sweet, commoner's nature' which I will definitely never be a commoner. Everyone must be confused as to why at the beginning she was a dark, depressed girl who was busy acting on stage. So what is this?

I'll answer, I'm human. Everyone has many emotions in one day. If you're really stressed out, it's like at the beginning of the story. But if I find something to eat, then the curtain for me is just a covering for the values ​​that everyone in the world is hiding. If I'm in a really good mood, the curtains are just the curtains in my room.

“Mother, do you have anything to eat?” I asked in a bright voice, not secretive, not fake, completely sincere. Going to see Mom.

“There are only my favorite things. Come and sit.” Why do you feel like your mother is kind and kind today? Make only your favorite things for me to eat. Green curry, soup, soup, tom yum. I love my mother for fighting so much!!! I don't know where all the suspicion from before has gone. But for now, let it go~as it is~~ Eat it.

“Ten, I have something to tell you,” Mom said while I was eating everything deliciously for a while. What is it?

“Mother, what is the matter?”

“So…” Why leave it like this? My heart is not good.

"Just next week, my mother's friend's son will be staying with me for a year." Oh, it's just that there's a man staying at the house, haha!!!

“What!!! Who is it? Where do you come from? How old are you?” This is not a small matter at all. Scream!!!

“Well.. my mother's friend has to work abroad and can't take her with her. His name is 'Day' and he's the same age as your son.” I'm stunned. I'm stunned. Why is this so sudden?

“Ah....Okay. And is there anything else?”

“There is.” Please don't be more extreme than this, Ten asks.

“Day is very ambidextrous. I almost always wear a mask when approaching other people. So my friend asked me if I could help her.” Haha!! Let people who act in dramas and actors meet together. Huh! There's probably something fun to do now. Good, I'm feeling lonely.

“Yes, Mom.” Let's see, you or I are better at acting.

It's time to have fun!!!!!!