If there is no chance, there will be no encounter
A seemingly unexpected first meeting
But it matches the mobility of a certain life
You thought everything was settled
But the world just doesn't follow the rules
Two gears of fate
Always bite at the right time
maybe
It was snowing that day
they say
We will meet again on a snowy day
smile warmly
and the past
Is our youth heavy? Is it easy? How did you get there? They are individuals living in their own world, and if there was no chance, there would be no chance of their meeting. But the world is not orderly. She tied them, who lived in time and space with different temperatures, together with a red rope, unable to struggle, and the knot became tighter and tighter. One is the temperature of snow, the other is the temperature of fire. They sink into each other in the intertwined world.