In this strange city, is there anyone who will stay for me? Who will hold my cold hands and lead me to another world. In that world, there is no sadness, no loneliness, no loneliness. What kind of dialogue will there be with whomever I meet? I am waiting for the person in a corner of the world. Could it be that we have already met, but we just didn't recognize each other? Maybe the time has not come yet.