Her family was brutally exterminated when she was young, and her eyes were calm.
His family was destroyed when he was young, and his eyes were aloof and cold.
When ice collides with ice, can sparks fly?
When darkness meets darkness, can light be produced?
Years are wasted, and youth is passing away.
A lot of wind and rain, a lot of drifting.
When her fate and his fate begin to overlap.
Is it fate, evil, love, or love between them?
Or... Tribulation?
Conception: