“Now, calm down and think straight, I say to myself. A world that self-destructs the moment he cheats on me? Now that doesn’t make much sense. I should be the one that automatically self-destructs the moment he cheats on me. That way we wouldn’t have to inconvenience others. I should install a bomb inside my body and have a remote detonator attached to his dick. But it’s too late to be thinking of this stuff. He’s already probably doing it with the stewardess anyway. No. Me blowing up isn’t enough. I want the whole world to be destroyed.” - Autofiction, Hitomi Kanehara