Fate, waiting silently at a certain ferry, waiting to be carried by love. Two empty hearts, coincidentally. At the same time, there was a strong throbbing, and the waves surged in silence. He is always there, neither near nor far, and she is always here, neither advancing nor retreating. Feeling is a wonderful thing. We who are ignorant will fall in love with someone without knowing it. Sometimes, falling in love with someone is just a moment of meeting them, a look, an action, an event, a word, or even a smile... We don't care what he is like, I only care about something I like about him, and that's enough.
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
