Who is sad? Who can control destiny? How can I escape? Time flies by, leaving what traces in our hearts? If I can choose, what will be my ending?
Countless questions turned into unsolvable mysteries, and in the blur of night, the questions began to become clear. The real answer always requires us to experience it ourselves.
All the ominous things are reflected on our faces. The world starts to spin. So, am I an angel or a devil?
If my name could be redefined, I would like it to become the codename of an angel.