ฉันจะกลัวผลลัพธ์เสมอ Your gaze is an illusion when I occasionally look up. The material ladder has cut off the deep affection of my walk. In the fateful morning as the years go by, I regard you as my idol who cannot sleep. The more I fall in love with you, the more obsessed I am ~
At both ends of the world, there is the same indifference. In the city of right and wrong, my heart is turbulent.
