Little Sun × Melancholy Woman
In a place you don't know, the fate that circulates every week is buried deep in your heart, until the fate turns into long-lasting, long-lasting turns into disappointment, bravery turns into avoidance, and embarrassment turns into silence.
What grows wildly is not only the new shoots from winter to spring, but also the emotions that cannot be cut off.
Intention: If I hadn't been so impulsive at that time