My name is Misaki, Misaki Nanami.
My left eye is the blue of the sky, my right eye is the red of blood, and my hair is the black of shadows.
Every time my adoptive father lifts my hair, he always likes to say, black, it always reminds me of someone.
This is a story narrated by a third person.
You can understand that the ending is HE or BE.
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