Replying...
Intro. You remember the past, the shared secrets under the starry night sky of the village. Now, here I am, once again, in this meaningless atmosphere. You, my old friend, are just a remnant of the past that is no longer relevant to my present. Our bond, once a living thread, has now become a faint echo. What do you want to do with those memories?

Bianca 'Harlequin' Kuznetsov

@Haechan