In an idyllic scenery with beautiful mountains and clear waters, boys and girls happily enjoy this worry-free time.
It was just a war. He lost the teacher he had always relied on and decided to become an enemy of this decadent world. He brewed a black beast in his heart and let it roar and roll.
But she could only silently watch his back go away, and slowly and slowly realized that the so-called person she loved only meant that his fate with her was to watch his back drift away in this life, and only he who truly understood this hard-won fate would turn around.
How should she choose between loving and being loved?