(Hmm...
Originally I had two ideas, one to write about dreams, and the other to write about ghosts and animals.
But it's my first time doing this, so I'm not used to it, hehe.
There may be suspicion of mixed thoughts. )
War broke out. Carrying unknown hopes, my family sent me to a secret correctional facility.
It seems a little strange here.
Our administrator is a very strange guy...
I actually started to have feelings for this place.
However, the hatred of destroying families and relatives cannot be forgotten!