October, 24th...
Maybe I'll always come back here in the following years, wherever I am.
Still can't believe such coincidence could happen to me.
That night I received one bomb I could never forget, I mean, which relates to my future life's direction.
I was lost in grief, but I never think the very few hours I was sad and secretly crying were just my dear Mr passed away.
I cry and you die.
But I'll never give up, I promise.