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IT IS SUCH A CACOPHONY, FULL OF SHARP, UNPLEASANT CLUMPS OF THOUGHTS ABOUT MY LIFE, THAT VERY FEW PEOPLE, I THINK, WILL PROBABLY BE ABLE TO STAND IT EVEN ONCE, LET ALONE READ IT AGAIN. A MIXTURE OF SCREAMS, SQUEALS, AND WHEEZES. THIS IS MY REFLECTION, COLLECTED FROM MY MEMOIRS, STARTING FROM THE AGE OF 14 AND UP TO THE LAST WRITINGS AT THE AGE OF 17. I DEDICATE THIS WORK TO MYSELF AS A GIFT AND AS MY DEBUT AS A MANGAKA AT THE AGE OF 18.