Traveling back and forth again and again, it's like experiencing memories again and again. I thought I had a happy ending, only to find out in the end that I was just deceiving myself.
This is a story about sprinkling sugar in the early stage and glass slag in the later stage. Please eat with caution~
This is my first time writing an article. Please forgive me if there are any shortcomings. Feel free to point them out. I love you all. Mmm~(^з^)-☆