Heartless.

"I like all... all about her. Her smile, her laugh, her kindness."

"Really?"

"Yea, everything, Jen."

It's been so long after Karl told me that he loves another girl, particularly his old friend from the high school. That sounds so sweet anyway, though I, Jenny, left being friendzoned. Ha, this has happened several times so far. I mean, the unrequited love. Karl doesn't know anything. I hide it. I will reveal all by the time I'm departing for going abroad, studying...apparently... honestly, I just don't know whether I will be brave enough or not.

I always fall for the wrong person, some kind of right one but does not love me back. Uh, so unlucky, Jen. Pity.

He likes all about her. About Tricia. The one, and only Satine... for him.

I feel like I am Nini on Moulin Rouge, as I will join the audition for her role on my school's upcoming theatrical play next year -- well, I am just Nini, envious Nini. Desperate Nini.

Who will never get the chance to be with Christian, the young Shakespeare... never been like Satine. And never get the chance to write the play, as Audrey. Never. Never gets what she want. Never been the star. The first star on stage. Until Satine died, eventually, but here, Satine is still, alive, being loved by Christian.

Karl, as he were Christian and whatever Nini wants. Analogically.

I am only the little girl, envious and desperate one named Jenny. And always, being heartless each time Karl tells me about his life stories, which are both my pain... and my genuine happiness.

...sincerely.