In this strange world, even the memories are not your own, so where are your real memories? You will feel familiar when you see him, but you are obviously not from here, right? What's going on? How can I find my own memories?
In this process, you love, hate, laugh, and feel relieved. It really doesn't matter whether it's tragedy or comedy, as long as you experience it.
(I can't write articles, let alone copywriting ORZ. I'm just a rotten girl and can't write articles. I hope everyone will bear with me)