I always thought this road was long.
Endlessly long.
So long that I passed countless stations and met all kinds of people, yet the exit was still far away.
Ever since the day I met you, you took my hand and said to me with conviction, "You are my ENDING."
Suddenly, I felt that it was actually time for me to get off.
But I foolishly believed that this so-called "ENDING" would be a "HAPPY ENDING"...
