He was born because of me and existed for me. He was hurt when I hurt him, and he died when I died. When I thought we could start over, he disappeared...
My paper general is not afraid of the cold or the magic, but he will be melted by my tears.
I thought he was "him" and he thought I was "she". After the misunderstanding, I wanted to be her in his heart.
The demon in the painting was just an opportunity for me to get to know him. When I took a blank piece of paper and turned it into a human being, a long relationship began...
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