"Love" in the world has many forms, but we always look at it from the most pessimistic perspective.
Without love, you will not die, but with "love", the dormant soul will come alive.
What I want to tell here is... A story about two girls.
One is a junior student majoring in translation who has an optimistic and cheerful personality, is fun-loving, and makes friends. People who stay with her can always easily feel the most vivid vitality from her, which seems to be innate.
One is a full-time writer who is aloof, likes to be quiet, and cherishes words very much. Due to the broken past and professional factors, she is in a depressed state every day.
She has never felt true happiness since she was twelve years old. She seems to have become accustomed to the feeling of sinking together with pain.
Destiny kindly allows two completely different people to meet, and the red thread tied in the dark makes ripples quietly appear on the otherwise calm water surface...
But... When you think you have captured happiness, everything comes to an abrupt end...
Motto: There is always someone waiting for you