The guy left me on New Year's Eve. She lost her home. I met the chiming clock at the entrance, and also the first scheduled exam on January 3, along with a retake of the test. How can you heal a broken heart, solve the housing problem and correct the injustice in your grades and in life? A fairy tale... Or rather, a fairy-tale idiot who decided that I wanted to throw myself onto the tram tracks and end my torment.