Just read a masterpiece from Japanese female writer. 

She told the story beautifully. 

I could never guess the storyline. 

Once I held her book to read, I could not stop.

Didn't wanna put it down. 

I played hooky today without attending GVO.

Lost in the storyline the Japanese author set.

For many, other people's lives are more appealing.

Bu is it true when you really live others' lives?

The fiction tells the truth in a cruel way.

No one is perfect.

You might be envying others, but some are also envying you.

That's weird, but that's true.