Flying Dust

After a series of things, I became a ghost errand, and the person I least wanted to take away was you, but things went counterproductive. If we had not met, we would not have the joy of embracing each other, nor the loneliness of separation. I will spend my whole life waiting for you on the bridge until we meet again. I will not fall into reincarnation or hell. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.