Ayaka Oishi Monologue | 6 13

(She turns away from the window, hugging her knees.)

"Tomorrow, maybe I’ll speak. But tonight, I just exist." ayaka oishi monologue 6 13

"So here’s the deal, me. From night six to night thirteen—I’m not fixing anything. I’m just… listening. To the rain. To the ugly thoughts. To the part of me that’s still breathing even when no one’s watching. That’s enough for now." (She turns away from the window, hugging her knees

"But tonight… I’m not asking that. For the first time, I’m asking: What do I want? And the answer scares me more than silence. Because I want something I can’t fake. I want to stop performing." I’m just… listening

(She presses her palm to the cold glass.)

"Thirteen days. No—thirteen nights . That’s how long I’ve been counting. Not the days. The nights are when it gets real. When the noise stops and I can finally hear myself think. Or… feel myself crack a little more."