Behind the Scenes

In the summer heat of the third year of high school, in the dust-locked library of Jinghua Building, "Heros" breathed silently deep in the bookshelf. The moment his fingertips touched the title page, reality shattered like brittle glass, and his body fell into a void made of rotten flesh and pus. A pair of plain hands covers the eyes from behind, and the mournful spirit body in the painting has clung to the spine, making the dirty world unreal. Who left the story here? Is it me? Still……