Arthur Charles, an abandoned baby, was bound to the blood-red snow throughout his life.
Living in a civilian orphanage since he was a child, he was elegant and always incompatible with the wild children around him.
I don't know why, but a woman keeps coming to me in my dreams. She says, my doll child is everything to me.
Searching, meeting, and missing again...
Was God playing a trick on him?
Hate loneliness, hate the departure of friends, fear death...
He is so ordinary.
Why is it always so uneasy around him?
He really wants to be like an ordinary boy,
Going to class, smoking, surfing the Internet, writing love letters...
But, God said, you have no rights.
Yes, this is Arthur Charles, a poor boy.