The fragile and perishable beauty, the face that never fades in the twilight, the warmth that never gets lost in life.
It blooms at dusk and withers in the next morning, quietly containing its beauty and falling silently.
This is my first time writing an article. The first and second volumes are very messy. The third volume has started to be revised slowly. I hope you can support me!
There is a saying in anime, "I am not the protagonist, nor anything... Just an ordinary person who can be seen on the streets, but if a work is written with me as the protagonist, it will definitely be a tragedy——Kaneki Ken"