A city
an unstable city
How many unknown secrets are hidden
The rain was floating in the sky, and the girl was looking out the window blankly, with no expression on her face. It was impossible to guess what she was thinking. She turned around and looked at herself in the mirror: short black shoulder-length hair, fair skin, a delicate face, a tall and thin figure, a white round-neck T-shirt, a pair of ripped jeans that had been washed white, and a pair of slippers. ． ． ． ． ． Is this her? Her now? An ordinary high school student!