Some people say that in the darkest despair, no hope can bloom.
Then we use our bodies as clay and our souls as soil.
In this all-devouring darkness, there are three ordinary people thrown in by fate, a girl who can't even imagine "love", and a broken doll who fights for her.
When the cruelty of reality becomes the food of nightmares, we choose to use the embarrassing things in college as passwords and confirm each other's existence with the burning pain in our backs.
This is not a story about slaying a dragon. This is a story about -
How to plant the first seed of "worth being loved" in an unloved soul;
How to fulfill the promise of "we will kill them" at the cost of broken arms, deafness and near death;
And how to exchange her "promising future" story with what we all have "once had".
