On one side, roses in full bloom; on the other, withered petals.
He is a silent key-bearer shrouded in mystery, hiding a past no one knows.
She is a cold, prickly player in the game, with not a trace of warmth in her eyes.
When the ballroom’s crystal lights come on, the gears turn and fate locks into place.
When the two-faced rose meets the silent key,
this game played in the name of love has no way out, its ending already decided.
