[ I still have my own miniature voice changer on the sink ]
everything was like his appearance. it was like a mystery, difficult to explain.
Was this person really alright?
Where did his previous professor go? Where was that honest and humorous middle-aged man?
An mu did not know why, but when she mentioned this man, her heart seemed to be moved, and a complicated and unpredictable light flashed in her eyes.
Tuesday.
At night in the *** state.
In a high-class area in the city center.
There were many crazy men and women gathered in the bar, and heavy metal music was playing inside. All kinds of colorful lights and dense fog filled the air, as if they had accidentally entered another world.
There were many sides to a human. Perhaps they were quiet, or perhaps they were crazy.
