In the beginning, they were all the people who watched the changes in everything among the insignificant sentient beings.
Later, maybe we all grew up, and it turns out that the most sober people are confused, the most confused people are sober, the infatuated people are fools, and the crazy people are poor people.
There is no wishful thinking in the world that can last a lifetime. In the end, it is just tears hidden in smiles and knives hidden in tears.
PS: Infatuated gentle attack x hateful lunatic attack.
Dark story, open ending.
Conception: