Two girls, two loves, a persistent fairy tale bubble, who can stay with each other, and who can only look at each other.
If I were a constellation, if I were a tree, the location cannot be changed, but we meet to look at each other.
Trees and constellations, the most distant look at each other, the most lasting love.
The most beautiful fairy tale in this life is when you and I meet; the most distant separation is when you and I are destined to face each other between trees and constellations.
A car accident, an accident, and we, who were originally unrelated, began a fairy tale and a period of sadness. We promised to stay together, but we couldn't promise eternal life...