Kokoro isn't going to school. She always gets this mysterious stomachache once it is time to go. She isn't faking any illness, it just happens, which brings up a question: what happened that the girl is so traumatized at the idea of going there? And what happens then, when the mirror inside her room radiates a glow so bright, that she feels a pull only to be presented by a castle so magical it's almost like a dream, except it isn't?

I honestly have no idea where to start. This book was so devastatingly sad I felt my heart was ripped into million tiny pieces then put back together. Their problems are not childish, each one seems so real I feel it in my bones. It is as if I was so desperately alone in my room and these people just entered to give me a big warm hug. The friendship they built is so precious. I just. Can I just continue my crying. I don't think I can form another coherent sentence at the moment.