A young man who was like an elf in the night. His once tenderness was forced to transform into a charming and sad one. He kept saying——
This is what I must bear.
A young man as beautiful as the flowers on the other side, but cruel, said with a gentle expression——
I am willing to bear all your injuries, those are not yours to bear.
A young boy as innocent as snow, murmuring to himself behind his back——
As expected, I am not qualified enough to touch your sadness.
A young man with a sunny smile was confused in that moment of astonishment——
I want to play a real song for you——
Endless.