About:
This is the world of a girl named Luosang. This is also the world that a girl named Luosang sees in her eyes. Lonely, melancholy, autistic, indifferent, unpredictable... This is a fragile girl, and she is also a girl who loves fantasy. Because of her loneliness, she made up various fairy tales in her own world to get inner satisfaction.
One day, she decided to travel alone to see her home and her mother who was far away; one day, she decided to sit on the train endlessly, watching the scenery passing by outside the window at the train door; one day, she decided to look for the boy who brought her smile. One day, she found that this world was very strange. One day, all the fairy tales fell into pieces.
All girls are Luosang, so lonely girls are Luosang.
Dedicated to myself at the age of fifteen, and to Luosang at the age of fifteen.