"Will you suddenly disappear one day?"
"I'll disappear when you forget me one day."
You are my second person.
You are me, and you are my beloved.
But in the end, we cannot escape fate.
From atop the high platform, I watched you disappear.
From then on, no one remembered you.
A Narcissus story, but the gong's soul is scattered, and the shou gets married in the end.
Told in first person.
Theme: Forgetting is another kind of new beginning
