The last strand of long hair flutters in the wind
warm palms
It's the residual heat that can't be caught in the cold wind
Is it okay to just disappear like this?
That's enough
Betrayal. Hurt.
That's the fact that I don't want to face
I'm just an ordinary person who likes to escape
Like a creature trapped in a spider's web that cannot escape
I didn't know until the end
Fate cannot be escaped, only faced.
The copywriting is weak, please support me, I will try my best to complete this story carefully.