You are a flower.
But I kissed the wrong spring. Wrong color. Only bitterness remains.
But me.
Just silent for you. Just light up for you. Just to burn brightly behind you.
Who makes the choice?
You have to love Dibu Ke.
The flowers fall in love with the fire.
∣～ Boys～～～～ in, in, in, in, "Melting in, out of the Blue"?