I stood in the square in Prague at dusk and made a wish in the wishing fountain. The group of white doves turned their backs to the setting sun. The scene was so beautiful that I dared not look at it. In the empty corridor of the square in Prague, I danced and twirled by myself. Not far away, you sang softly. I was really not used to it without you. In the crowded theater in the square of Prague, in a cafe in a quiet alley, I was paying the bill and you were making soup. This is the final answer to the story. This article is about the story between the ftisland group, so stay tuned.