In this glorious world, why on earth have I become so smooth today? Such an old world? I smiled and nodded, do you know what I'm thinking? I thought that no one in this world could protect me. Such struggle, such helplessness.
I have tried to remember when I concealed my feelings and created a fictional version of myself. I can't help but think of the cold hearts and cold weather that winter. Was my once innocent mouth rejected by God at that moment? It would be a lie to say that I have never blamed you. I once hated and was disgusted, but looking back, didn't I still smile and be with you? This is my world.
I no longer have hatred, but unfortunately I am still tactful and old-fashioned. Can you let me spend my whole life in exchange for my original innocent mouth?
Whenever I close my eyes, I never recall that time, when people's hearts were as unpredictable as they are now. I seem to remember the contempt I felt when I first stepped into the school. It was the same way I got to know you, and the same way I walked towards the abyss.
Please listen carefully to my talk about the past years...