I can see all your secrets.
I'm crazy... The madman in the corner is laughing... Do you still remember what I looked like at that time?
Two accidents, one coincidence, I met you, blue.
I don't care what is in the five-dimensional world, as long as you are there. My favorite blue.
I stretch out my sinful hands to the insubstantial God to find a way to love you.
This has nothing to do with space, belief, or religion. Generally speaking, it has nothing to do with gender or age.
Blue stood in front of me in his most physical form, and he stroked my hair. Even though he didn't feel anything and couldn't bring up a trace of warmth, I burst into tears alone in the mirror...