The Night After My Girlfriend's Funeral, She Confessed to Me?

On the night after I buried my first love, I stood on the rooftop, wondering how to comfort her twin sister.

"If you don't mind, would you go out with me?"

At a time like this, the younger sister, who looked exactly like the woman I loved most, actually confessed to me?

A whirlpool of twisted love lurked in her deep eyes.

Faced with this girl who looked exactly like my late girlfriend,

I chose to...