Library

There must be a wisp of spring breeze in March, a joyless white lotus, a bright moon and sparse stars, and a sense of joy in one's heart, in order to be worthy of this worthy world. I am a chivalrous person in the world; I am a heroic spirit in the world after birth; I am not alone in my path, and I am determined for the future.

Who are we? Slacker student! What do we yearn for? Free! What are our weapons? Runes! What is our rank? King! Our enemy? School! How do we resist? Gang fight! How can we be graceful? Demacia! Do we always believe that? Keep showing off, there is no bottom line! So we? Just pretend and that's it