When I was fifteen, my parents died in a car accident.
He had to leave his hometown to make a living
He was the one who picked him up when he had nowhere to go
and take him back to his residence
Not long after he found a job
But he suddenly left without saying goodbye...
Why did he leave?
However, just after he became an artist
Meeting him unexpectedly again
Will he accept himself this time?
Where should my feelings go...
Intention: