"Hey, is there any way to prove that we were ever alive?"
A black-haired girl with golden eyes, wearing an expression as if she had seen through everything. Wax flowers, old love, new love…
I cannot trust myself…
God, can you save me?
GL, love triangle involving four people. Enter with caution if that's not your thing.
Not melodramatic, with supernatural elements.
A little angst.
This is a practice piece. I really like Asumiko Nakamura, so there may be some plagiarism. Black Kitten would like to apologize in advance to everyone and to Teacher Nakamura. I'm truly sorry.
Well, if you'd like, please show it some support~
Black Kitten would like to thank everyone for reading in advance. [Bows]
Premise:
The lens feels so strong, it's simply great
This title reminds me of Boccaccio⊙▽⊙