You are like the wind, like the fog, like the clouds, like everything I can't grasp
You are so close to me, so close that I can see all the flaws on your face. You are so far away from me, so far away that when I call you, you don't seem to hear me.
I will blame you for why you always run away from my palm
So I quietly wrote this article
to you and me
I wish you and I will be well in the coming year
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
