I'm right, but you're not right either
In this story, there was one person who was once cheerful and wrote vivid pictures, and another person who was once restrained and expressed his long-lasting love in paper. He was a classmate for many years and an old friend. Because of his heart's desire, the world also had the moon in the daytime, the boat against the current, and him who loved him.
The public opinion was like a quagmire, the people who spoke loudly, and the parents who were jealous of each other, from struggling desperately to dying of exhaustion, he was tired, and finally saw too many misunderstandings like mirages, and the illusions he had once burst like bubbles.
Morning and evening, fireworks fall, he is no longer his harbor, but a lifelong regret.
The last thing was not a grand farewell, but a heavy funeral...
Intention: Tanmei