By chance, I came to this bookstore
i met
A bookstore owner who looks young but talks old-fashioned
The mysterious office worker and his lover
A cheerful and generous photo studio clerk who is secretly worried.
Also, my brother whom I haven't seen for a long time
Everything comes from that magical ink, all malice, all sorrow, all regret will be absorbed by it and spread...
From the moment I received that postcard, as I touched the darkness more and more, my heart slowly fell to the ground.
Intent: Everyone has their own dark side, which we cannot escape or let go of. Only those shadows can truly open a painful but bright wound in the darkness.