In everyone's memory, there is always a piece of stubbornness that belongs to them, which is engraved in their hearts and cannot be forgotten. In everyone's heart, there is always a secret that they don't want others to know and discover. It exists like an ivory tower.
Once the memory is discovered and the secret is revealed, what should I do with the heart that wants to protect myself? When it is as fragile as glass and shattered, how should I find everything that belongs to me?