I was trapped in the same youth cycle ninety-nine times.
No one knows, I am the only one who remembers every time.
I looked at the same campus, the same people, the same reputation——
The boy who is always gentle and always unaware.
Ninety-nine cycles, I tried to get closer, tried to stay away, and tried to change everything.
But it wasn't until the end of the ninety-ninth time that I understood:
This dream has always been my own salvation.
Half city and half campus, healing cycles into dreams, written for everyone struggling in loneliness.
Intention: Even if you are trapped in a dream cycle, only love will never fade.