I don't know where the paper crane in my hand comes from, and why I keep folding paper cranes...
But what is certain is that deep in my forgotten memory there is a person who is extremely important to me...
She came against the light and rode the wind away
Good morning, thank you for accompanying me
Then we will never meet again...
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
