"What a coincidence, our names are very similar."
At the age of sixteen, in the late summer and early autumn, she met her bright and flamboyant self.
She loves to look up at the stars and believes that there are people out there who love her. She looked toward the dawn, longing to be surrounded by the heat.
"Until I meet you, everything comes true."
But night and day are destined to not coexist.
Just like the flowering period of the Sophora japonica is short, it will wither in early summer. No matter how much she loves summer, watching the petals in her hand gradually wither from freshness, she can only accept:
After all, everything has cracks, and beautiful things are easy to pass away.
Since I can't save you, I will die with you.
No meat. The character has a mental illness. No one is allowed to enter.
Intention: Two-way redemption