As substitutes, can they find perfect love?
He loved him, so he was willing to stand in for his sister, even though he knew the other would never love him. Again and again, he cried because the other's gaze never lingered on him, yet he never left. Not until the scythe of death swung toward him, not until he had no choice but to go. He was willing to give everything.
He loved her, so he found a substitute who looked as much like her as possible. His gaze was always fixed on her, always, always, while he ignored the man who loved him, until he reached the depths of hell and could no longer find him. He was consumed by love.
She loved him, so she stayed by his side as a friend, protecting him, but in the end she had to leave and marry someone else. She was helpless in love.
He loved him, but he loved someone else. He was willing to offer him a shoulder to lean on as an older brother, yet overlooked the love all around him. His love was quiet.
I didn't expect that I could be famous as a supporting character in the novel?