"If... One day, I die, will you shed tears for me?" "Absolutely not!"
They are all the same, they are all stuck in the quagmire and cannot get out, longing for light and salvation! They met by chance. They hoped to be close to each other to get warmth, but they forgot that the sharp thorns on their bodies would hurt each other until they were scarred and dripping with blood...
"Am I... Am I really wrong? No... I'm not wrong..."
Concept: Regretful and sad youth