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I lived with my half-sister in Northern Europe for ten years. Until that day, her first love came to her door. "You're really good at hiding." He clicked his tongue, and the bodyguard behind him in suits and ties smashed the glass door of the backyard with a baseball bat and broke into our home easily. The strong wind and snow poured in through the broken door, blowing towards me along with the memories of the past. I know that this time there will be an end. Intention: cannot be empty