Something is going on under the surface, apparently.
To be clear, I had nothing to do with it. As for āthis matter,ā Iām not involved in anything.
I had almost forgotten about āthe incidentā recently, and I even remembered āthat personāsā name for the first time in a while.
I thought it was already over.
Apparently something is going on. It is especially inconvenient that there are sightings or rumors of āthat personā going around.
I couldnāt let it get out.
But it seems that such a disturbing trend has already been established. Even though I have not actually experienced such a thing, I have sensed it irresistibly.
What should I do? No, I should do something about it.
Thatās what I thought, so I took action. Looking back, I regret that it was so quick.
At the same time, I think it was inevitable.
Because if I didnāt, it would probably take me down the road, too, if āthat personā wasnāt in a bad position.
So that decision must have been the right one.
I put my anxiety-driven mind in the corner and maintained my superiority.
Even if it makes no sense externally, I make excuses to myself for the sake of peace of mind in the present moment.
Itās okay, itās not me who is at fault. Itās the other guy.
I wonder if I should take some kind of action in the future. I reconfirm my position once again.
ā¦ Itās okay. Iām still an outsider. Iām involved, but itās no big deal. Because thatās what it was originally about.
I just adapted it a little bit and let it slide.
And although the past cannot be erased, fortunately āthat personā has already been concluded. I wonāt be judged now.
ā¦ Yes, I should still be a bystander.
Because if this continues, Iām sure my name will never come up.
I took the risk to make sure that wouldnāt happen.
It will work out. It was like that at the time, too.
āā¦Iāll be fine.ā
I donāt know how many times Iāve muttered that, but it never reaches anyoneās ears.
Still, I was so anxious that I couldnāt help but whisper it.