Rebirth of the Canary

. Both Gerard Robertson and Sebastian Robertson, the two influential figu

g that I was enjoying an illustrious life and had m

he canary in the cage o

e in the name of love, my world reduce

ck to a time when they didn't know me yet. Gre

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ocks, each impact so powerful it see

ght emerged in my mi

these waves could wash away t

t you think of

ose to threaten me by taki

, presenting an appearance as if I were a lunatic. "My mother has been dead for a

ace for a decade. My mother di

more dreadful

thout hesitation, I leapt, and the

all, closed my eyes and

.

on, Al

o hear my mother's vo

ad, accompanied by urgent call

saw the familiar face, my body took action on i

an illusion. Allow me t

e was so authentic that it seemed impossible

eetheart? Are you

y my tears, looking

eality or a dream; I wish

fact that I had been reborn and I had

rard, and most importantly, my mot

tranquil and blissful life if I merely refra

en as outstanding freshmen to deliver speeches on th

to feign illness and

.

managed to win the hearts of many girls with his

us life, I wa

him coldly, feeling

I carefully checked the member list a

longer held grudges and even became friend

and going out with roommates on weekends, I was imm

as bright and optimistic,

lub activity, the p

rived, he was acco

is tardiness, the presi

Sebastian Robertson. Le

y roommate whispered,

hear, feeling a chi

mpossible to break awa

the chairs in a circle, and there was only one empty se

ed over and wal

fists, trying

orn. He didn't know you n

ting beside me, Sebast

eleased my fingers that had gone

iscussing roles f

is lovely. Could yo

veryone lo

iedly, I coughed several times and said in a low

continued, others' attention shifted away from me, but the gaze of

eturned to my dormitory that I lost my strength and slumpe

memories of being impriso

s of escape, the two fin

d my neck and began to rea

.

ed me first. He believed I was still the best fit for the narration and sent m

the script, I hurried downstair

the president

irt, drew the attention of

ou All

script he handed me.

ed and looked up at him, only to realize th

w felt sticky and nauseating, leaving a sense of

. Only then did Sebastian smile

im and turned to head back upstairs. Yet

felt like I was facin