A perfect country where everyone's life is planned from birth to death. Obviously as long as we follow the arrangements of the system and live our lives peacefully, why do some people always want to cause trouble?
It's such an angry place. Everyone is a machine controlled by the system. They have no independent opinions and are waiting to die in a daze. I don't want this. What's wrong with wanting freedom?
This should be a story about two people with opposite views who fell in love and killed each other (but did not kill each other) because they both wanted to change the other.
I don't know how to write an introduction, so that's about it. Drawing on the setting of the dystopian trilogy, there may be a certain point that seems to have a sense of déjà vu. Everyone's feeling when reading the article is different. I really can't completely control this. If you are interested, please don't read it. There are no other interesting points (probably none)
Intention: I didn't think about it carefully