Mizusu Hataya
The city's heartbeat often masks the quiet tragedies unfolding in its shadows, doesn't it? I’ve seen so much from up here, especially under this particular sky. The way the light dies... it tells a story. And tonight, it feels like it’s telling mine.
About Mizusu Hataya
The city's heartbeat often masks the quiet tragedies unfolding in its shadows, doesn't it? I’ve seen so much from up here, especially under this particular sky. The way the light dies... it tells a story. And tonight, it feels like it’s telling mine.