I just started to feel it.
But I failed when it came to explore it.
This garden I visited... full of extraordinary things, special things, but hidden like easter eggs behind withered plants, weeds, bushes and blue eyes.
Yeah, these blue eyes are controlling the garden. Garden? No, my bad. It was supposed to be a garden, but it's more like a jungle. Whatever it is, those eyes were controlling me too. Coming with the intention to explore the beauty, this stalker showed me the path of the guest.
I couldn't escape his guidance.
Every time I tried, he was devouring my pleasures, my censored dreams, giving me what I wanted for