"It snowed heavily that night and the deep blue sky was beautiful."
"Then what?"
"Then... I never saw him again."
The autumn wind sweeps away the fallen leaves, but it is actually the author who is examining his perfect work.
*Also known as a collection of short stories, not V, for writing practice
*I don't know if it's cruel or not, but it's all BE (the rest of the column is sweet, feel free to eat)
*Each story will be written as soon as it is updated, no pitfalls
*Can write in various genres, regardless of era
Intention: Live every day well.
