The lost people turned into strands and solid cages, and he imprisoned himself in them.
The person he owned made him afraid of losing it. An unknown letter made him walk into layers of fog.
The two people who met like this had planned it for a long time. They were working together step by step, and they could no longer escape.
We owe each other so much that we can't separate and we can't tell them apart.
Intention: There are always regrets in life, there are always differences, and there is no way to make everything perfect.
