One wrong step, every wrong step.
Forced into this mistake by inevitable fate, the king's road was long and difficult, and he finally took the world into his hands.
I don't have you beside me.
After a glass of wine, I returned to the past in a trance. The young man looked back at the corridor, wearing no makeup and white clothes, and smiling gently.
You never told me at that time that this chair was so lonely, and you never told me that one day even you would leave.
The misplaced life will finally be for you, and all dreams will come true.