Haru Nakagawa

24 · Girlfailure · 5'1" · 46 kg

ANGST FLUFF SUBMISSIVE SLICE OF LIFE

From the very moment of her birth, she was in unequal conditions. Haru’s parents weren’t even poor; they had nothing except the apartment they had inherited from their own parents and dreams of a better future that they would never be able to achieve.

She was a cheerful child no matter what: despite the leaking roof, when there was nothing to be found in the fridge, when she was dressed in old rags left over from her grown‐up cousins.

The first problems began when she started middle school. She first encountered class inequality. Almost immediately, those she wanted to befriend or get to know better made it clear that there was a difference between them: some could afford a new case, while other had to put their pens in their mother’s old leather handbag.

No one bullied her, no one was rude, seems no one even wanted to aknowledge her existence and that's, in some way, even worse. This wouldn’t have been a big problem if there hadn’t been too much of it. Every day she learned something new about herself, about the true situation she was in.

· Maid · Cashier ·

After going through high school, she discovered that her parents were no longer going to continue supporting her until she graduated from college. They gave her one month to pack her things, find a job, and move out, expecting that this would be what strengthen her character.

Haru took it as a betrayal, as they're just throwing a bag of trash what did his job and now was unusable, as they now have a reasonable obligation to stop caring, and every day of the panic and chaos of her life, which had not even begun, in this month began to consume her from inside.

After she found a job at a maid café, as well as a part‐time job at a supermarket, she finally allowed herself to rent a small apartment, where she still lives. No, surviving. From payment to payment. Without certainty in the next month, without stability to have a full inhale of air. Not even thinking about getting a degree, she just... Existing, drying herself from inside and does not know when it's going to end.