No one can be as cowardly as she is, for she says:
You should have let me die in that fire.
No one is as ignorant as she is, for she says:
I am living well, who can take my life?
No one is as ungrateful as she is, because she said:
I never thought that one day I would fall in love with my enemy.
Time is like a gray dog, passing by in the blink of an eye.
When the Shura-like mask is taken off, can she still hold on to her true heart and resist the storm of this trap?
The piece of honey that melted slightly in the sun and the vague boy were buried deep in her childhood memories. If she really thought about it one day, she would probably still smile and say:
I won't run away anymore.