Prologue

'All I wanted is to protect you. Nothing more, nothing less. And yet you still said otherwise.'

This is a story of a certain blue blur. With a lot is at stake, how far can he go? Underneath all the pressures, things won't always go as planned. He can't control what will happen. Whatever happens, happens. How many will stand by him? Will things be as they were before he met all of them? Even in the darkness of night, light will shine through. With only a glimpse of hope, despair will go away. Is all of it really will go away without a trace whatsoever?