In the ever-flowing time, is there another world that we don't know about?
I think there must be some, but we can't see them.
Being in that world of transparent people, I always feel unreal.
In the past, I was cold and selfish, but now I realize that that is not the real me.
I'm just overwhelmed by fate...
(First person, please beware if you don't like it)
Purpose: cherish the present moment