On the trembling bus, Kaing Mian leaned on my shoulder and said that he was a little tired. Looking at the window that was dark and filled with fog, I wrote our names, and there was an empty space in the middle.
Take his somewhat pale hand and draw a big love between our names.
Then he laughed and said I finally got it.
I said I had wanted to do this for a long time.
Conception:
Oh yeah~ I'm keeping vigil.