"Why are you always alone?"

A boyish voice came from behind, breaking the silence. Why? Is the world too cruel? Izana stood in bewilderment, glaring at the girl’s back. The wind on the roof of the high-rise building was cold, piercing to the bones. The sun was setting, not giving a drop of warmth with its yellow rays. The boy traveled half the city in search of her and finally found her loss.Coming closer, the boy threw off his scarlet cape onto someone else’s shoulders.