Is sadness the only thing that suits me? It turns out that this is just me, and I will not be tolerated after all.
My world is not only black, white and red, it turns out there is a sky and a rainbow.
At the very beginning, she met him, so...
He became her sunshine
The flowers on the other side are blooming on the other side, but what can be done on the bridge?
The flowers on the other side bloom on the other side. Only the flowers can be seen, but no leaves.
The heroine of this article is not a noob, occasionally dark, indifferent to the point of not caring about life, and unexpectedly caring about real friends. She is sinister, sometimes really simple, half-so, but never a Virgin Mary. The male protagonist of this article is Keigo Atobe. If you like it, please come in; if you don't, don't come in.