Our identities may be thousands of miles apart, but there is no gap in my heart. Teacher-student love, two judges, we shoulder the responsibility, go into the darkness, justice will last forever.
I don't believe in gods, I love you.
Have you ever thought that maybe even gods make mistakes, and we are the derivatives of those mistakes? If I was born to cover up a greater sin, would you love me?
Motto: Time never gets old, love never ends