The sun was setting in the west, and the sunset was like the bright red blood under the lifeless girl's body, staining the alley and her heart.
The childhood of occasional satisfaction and laughter seems to have turned into a shackles in the process of growing up, trapping a fearful monster waiting for the arrival of vulnerability, and then encroaching on it in waves.
"Sister!" The clean school uniform and the fresh scent of grapefruit lingered on the tip of her nose. Her eyes were filled with starlight, but she couldn't reach even a single bit of her when she stretched out her hand.
"What I like most is to make a wish under the sunset, and wait until the sun takes away my only wish with the afterglow."
Love is filled with love in the winter of twenty-four years old, and ends in the late spring when everything revives...
Purpose: Pain Literature