She's a thief

Prologue Hello everyone. I'm 17 years old. My name is Borito Han. I know my name is very, very strange. I made this conclusion after endless jokes and mockery in my address. These amazing witty pranksters appeared in kindergarten, and still continue to meet on my way. But in general, the essence of the story is certainly not that my name looks like a burrito, no. It was just necessary to start the story somehow. I know I suck at storytelling. In general, I live in a small Chinese town. Its name does not matter (and I, as a future criminal, should be careful about the dissemination of such information). Yes, yes, I dream of becoming a criminal, namely, a famous thief. This is my childhood dream. Actually, this is my childhood dream and to this day is also an urgent problem. I know what you're going to think right now, they say another psychopath decided to share her story so that everyone would understand and feel sorry for her. Maybe to some extent it is. At least, all the psychiatrists, to whom my worried parents forcibly dragged me, persistently insisted that there was something wrong with me. But I know that I am absolutely healthy. I will try to explain what my lifestyle means to me. Stealing is not just a bad habit left over from childhood. I don't know how to describe the feeling of satisfaction and superiority over others that I feel when I leave the next supermarket with full pockets of good, which I got absolutely free of charge. Such "shopping" helps me a lot to deal with the gray and dull reality. After all, in fact, life in high school is still a test, especially for a person who does not know how to communicate with other people. And yes, I'm talking about myself again. My psychiatrist says that if I had real friends, I would be able to get rid of this "bad habit". Now I know for sure that I don't need to make friends. To be honest, I used to have a friend. His name is Shio Lee. But three years ago, when I first got caught in a clothing store and spent the whole night in the police, Shio decided that friendship with a criminal, and, consequently, with a future antisocial person, was too low and disgusting for him. Although... to be honest, I don't even know what he decided there, because after listening, he didn't say a word to me anymore. Well, you know, it happens, Borito and Shio just stopped talking to each other.However, my dreams of a great criminal future from that moment only began to gain momentum. Don't think about it, I know that you always need to start small. So, to begin with, I want to finish school as soon as possible, move out from my parents, throw off these heavy chains of eternal control and imaginary care, and then… In general, this is enough to start with. Well, I hope now you are ready to dive into my dreary existence. I warn you, my life is not sweet, but I'm sure everything is still ahead.