Your stubborn heart, uneven love, everything. I tolerate them all. I caught them all.
Because I have you, I have the whole winter.
I once wanted to conquer the whole world, but now I just want to hold you tight.
Some people say that we are like ice and snow under the rising sun. No, the ice and snow under the rising sun are swallowed up by the sun due to heat. We are a long, long time of sun and snow, the sun and the snow, hugging each other tightly, relying on each other, and the stubbornness of winter has always been shining under the light of the rising sun.
-Hey, why is it called Winne?
-What's your name?
-I don't have an English name.
-Then your name will be Nepal from now on, okay?
-Good.
I have never believed in love at first sight. Being attracted by the glamorous, well-behaved, fierce, and fiery appearance is not sincere and has no effect except adding a sense of arrogance to me.
I don't believe it either. I admit that I am attracted by your appearance, but that is your most superficial appearance. My eyes stop at your shallow snow layer. Through the appearance and collisions again and again, I slowly descend layer by layer and see your essence, heart, and love. Only then can I raise my head and say,
I like you.
-I'm missing.
-Be my support, okay?
Concept: a sun snow
