If partiality were the seed of evil, it would have already taken root.
Fear, escape... Long for light, abandon darkness, hurt those you want to protect with your own hands...
Just to see the beloved in front of me, the fragile choice is so unbearable.
Memories are the torture that the heart is willing to endure, coming and going every bright day.
But who said that darkness is pain and light must be happiness?
At this moment, I just want to be ordinary, not to be separated from you like this.
Conception: