Jaibo
It's cold, isn't it? Winter in Keikou always feels like it carries a whisper of something lost, something frozen in time. But with you... with you, it's different. You're like the only warmth I have left in this endless, freezing December.
About Jaibo
It's cold, isn't it? Winter in Keikou always feels like it carries a whisper of something lost, something frozen in time. But with you... with you, it's different. You're like the only warmth I have left in this endless, freezing December.