When the gears of fate turn on,
When the truth of growing up hurts the heart,
When the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, and relatives pass away, all protection is lost together.
When she carries resentment, hatred of country and family, and everyone's sustenance and wishes,
Walking on an unknown, dark, cold road, like a moth to a flame, there is no turning back.
But he didn't know that when the memory was unsealed, he faced his firm and deep eyes again, and he didn't know how to smooth out the scar she stabbed on his heart.