If every loss could be recovered.
If every regret could be made up for.
If every remorse could be redeemed...
Would the outcome be different?
And what was the future?
—I had always felt that the most humble part of life was not how bleak the present was, but that one could never see the future.
—I had originally thought life was beautiful, and that the future would be beautiful too... Everyone should have thought so.
—Fortunately, after graduation, I found a well-paying job that looked excellent in the eyes of outsiders and my classmates.
—Yes, I had always felt lucky... But why? Why had everything suddenly become different?
—Right, I really shouldn't have gone back to the company that night... It was raining, wasn't it? It should have been raining... Actually, I didn't want to remember that night.
—Why had I left my house keys at the company? Why had I gone back?
—When I returned, I ran into my boss, who had just come back from entertaining clients. He was really drunk... I hadn't wanted to do anything, but he pounced on me and tore my clothes.
—The thunder outside was deafening, and the weight of my boss pressing down on me was heavy too. My mind went blank.
—I had always thought that things like this only happened in TV dramas, in novels, in newspaper reports, and never to me.
—I gathered my courage and accused that beast of a man, but he claimed that I had seduced him.
—Right, I lost the lawsuit because I couldn't afford a good lawyer.
—Suddenly, labels like slut, homewrecker, and shameless became glaringly attached to me. Then, because of the lawsuit, I became the one accused of making a false accusation and had to pay compensation.
—What was interesting was