Our smiles, our voices, everything about us, and our beliefs have been rubbed into this world by fate.
Our struggle, our escape, our pursuit, our worship are all torn apart by fate.
Fighting against fate is also fate. We cannot escape after all, we are firmly caught.
But as long as we are together, that's enough.
I believe we will have many more five years to go, and what I see in my eyes has not changed.