When the dusk is covered by the infinite moonlight, I want to become a star in the Milky Way, guarding tomorrow's brilliant sunrise and you when you wake up. The meeting of the young man is engraved in my heart. Is there still a chance to meet again? Wave goodbye, maybe parting is for a better reunion. "Meeting you is my luckiest luck. You are the stars I left behind in the world." An accidental encounter became a lifelong guard.
Mission: Be the purest version of yourself and not be defined by anyone