The boundless dark night is a cage, an abyss, and a quagmire that swallows all light.
Everyone is sinking into darkness, but he is the white rose that breaks out of the mud.
Clean and lonely, struggling to flourish in the darkness full of calculations, lies and games.
The light is far away, and the surroundings are full of cold blades and temptations.
He entered the chaos with a pure body, trying to protect himself while fighting against the corruption around him.
Should he be completely infiltrated and assimilated by the darkness, or should he keep his true heart and maintain his only brightness in the eternal night?
Darkness devours all things, but white roses bloom their own flowers in the dark night.
Intention: They are a beam of light in each other, redeeming themselves and each other