Remember when we first met?
I am standing on the high tower, and you are standing below the tower, wearing silver-white armor, with mountains of armor and hunting flags behind you.
You seemed to feel my gaze, and you slowly raised your head.
Our eyes met.
The dazzling light of the armor pierced my eyes. I squinted my eyes and tears flowed out.
But I still look at you stubbornly and can't stop for a moment, just like now.
Conception: