The boy asked himself gently, "What's your name?"
——Name?
What is a name?
"Oh, that's right." The gentleness in the boy's eyes gradually turned to cruelty, "It's just a doll, and I actually asked for your name."
What?
"How ironic. But..." It's just a doll.
With her body broken, she awaits her own death.
Yes, it's just a doll without a name.
Mary Sue is serious.
——Who knows how it was written in the first place!
Conception: