You see, those screens are my trophies.
He cried.
Some birds fly away without a trace, and I wish them eternal freedom.
It was still the blizzard day that trapped him. They were lovers in each other's arms, holding each other's hands tightly, but it was the last warmth.
For eight years, he could no longer shed tears.
Revenge, quick pursuit of love, attack x infatuation, romance, cheerfulness
Intention: None
