She thought that he was playing tricks of power, should not be blasphemed, and had no true feelings.
He thought she was money-worshipping, vain, shameless, and scheming.
Due to a misunderstanding, two people who had nothing to do with each other bumped into each other.
She came closer again and again, sinking step by step, trying her best to smile forward in his cold eyes. She wanted to cure the unbearable pain in his heart, but she, a terminally ill person, finally exhausted all the sunshine.
The rose that blooms in my barren heart...
"Ono, Ono, Ono."
I thought no one would hate roses...
Intention: I thought I would be lucky enough to meet you