In my own mind, I thought I was no longer an eager person who broke his word, but maybe I still couldn't forget the loneliness and sadness of that day, so sometimes I couldn't help shouting to comfort the brave man who was running in loneliness and let him not be afraid of his predecessors. As for whether my cry is brave or sad, hateful or ridiculous, it doesn't matter so much; But since I am crying, of course I have to listen to your orders, so I often put a wreath at the grave of my son in medicine, and I won't tell her tomorrow that I didn't see my son's dream, because the Lord didn't advocate negativity at that time. As for myself, I don't want to spread what I think is bitter loneliness to those young people who are dreaming as I was when I was young.

-"Scream Preface"