A. Mitsui

A. is 29 years old. She is the Cat Burglar of QUIET CHAOS. A. is also known as "Faye". A. is located in London at Reorx Gym.

A. likes to exercise at the gym during off hours and is trying to recon location in order to get ahead professionally.

Attitude Eccentric
State Normal
Mood 95
Health 69
Marbles 220
Cash 375,226.10 M$
VIP Member
Game: The Great Heist
Points: 2270
Days Active: 1315 days

Latest Blog Post

[Interlude] Full Stop.


Letting go of someone is never easy. I knew it would be hard, but I never imagined it would be this hard — even when you know it’s the right thing to do. No, not necessarily because there’s still love… but because, in some way, something was built there. Something that once made sense.

I loved you. I opened my heart without hesitation. I allowed myself to be vulnerable, to surrender completely. I gave a second chance, even after saying I didn’t believe in second chances. I never claimed to be perfect, but I swear — I did my best. And guess what? It still wasn’t enough.

What else was there to do in the end? Nothing, except to let you go. To let you chase the happiness you couldn’t find in me.
I won’t apologize. I know it wasn’t my fault — and maybe not yours either. As you said, we’re human… and humans fail. It happens.

I never believed love was meant to last forever, but the moment I stepped firmly onto that ground, I fell the hardest.
“Till death do us part…” — we made that promise, remember? But what did it mean? Absolutely nothing.
To give yourself completely to someone is to hand them the weapon that can either bring you to life… or kill you.
Fortunately, you didn’t kill me. But you did hurt me. Deeply.

Yes, unfortunately, there’s still a part of me that cares.
That still searches for traces of you between the lines of time.
That still wonders: why not give it a third chance?
But no. I’ve already allowed myself to be broken once… and then again.
I’d be out of my mind to let it happen a third time.

No, this isn’t just another letter to bare my feelings.
This is a letter to put an end — a definitive end — to what once began so brightly.

And that’s it. Beautiful endings don’t always exist — and maybe that’s how we learn: when we don’t value someone enough, or when we love the wrong person for far too long

Posted 10/30/2025, 3:00 AM

All characters in Popmundo are fictitious. Any similarity to any person living or dead is merely coincidental.

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