The boy in front of him gradually overlapped with the boy in his memory. It was obvious that she had scarred him with her own hands, but he was still like the boy before, unswervingly guarding her and sticking to the promise he made...
"I will always protect you, you just have to be yourself."
"Don't be so nice to me. My boy should be high-spirited and should not fall into the abyss with me."
"The stars and the moon cannot be separated."
"Then we agreed, don't abandon me, okay? I'm really scared..."
"Please help me, I really can't hold on any longer..."
"Why do I have to be so tired... I'm really tired... Please help me..."
Gloomy and cold boy × depressed and gentle girl
Intent: To praise the touching feeling of two-way redemption