When Sorrow Draws Near, Time Stands Still

Time flows on, sorrow draws near in silence. As you gaze upward, are you lost, or full of hope?

Time always moves forward. Looking back, all that remains are scattered fragments.

Good or bad, they have made us who we are today.

If you ask whether I've ever regretted anything, I have!

But reality is right in front of us. The past cannot be changed. We can only strive in the present to become better versions of ourselves, so that tomorrow, when we look back, we won't regret it again.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.