I once had a good friend, and our love was as strong as gold. But I have a story that she doesn't know, my story. If possible, I hope that can be our story. That's my us that I can't forget.
Two heroines, be text
Aloof introvert and scumbag extrovert
Intention: Accidents and separations are inevitable. We can either bravely harvest the results, or hide secretly until we turn into withered bones to imagine the answer to the mystery.