In the prosperous world, who has forgotten whose bare face I am barefaced. I want to be so pure, so pure. Black frame, white frame / The black and white frame that only belongs to us ★′ ′The hope of hope, passing clouds; the so-called so-called, blank world. - Take off the disguise and leave only loneliness behind the former glory. In the other side of the world, who has lost the natural beauty of whose face, your shadow is still imprinted in my heart. I miss you in the past, but that is the past that I can no longer linger

Tomorrow tomorrow, can I see your most beautiful bare face?