By chance, she met her, and she took her place from then on.
Bearing her name, shouldering the responsibility of this name, and pushing the gear called destiny
In the afternoon of the last day, she met him, and he held her hand with her and his story.
In the silent night, he gave her a hug, and from then on he lived in her heart
He was jealous of him because he could get their love. He was very fond of him and took away his position.
She appeared, she met her, she entrusted her soul to her
The gears of fate are moving forward little by little. Whose conspiracy was that day...
About him, about her, about him, about her
This is their story and her story
Can't even remember what I said before?