[they/them] .. 📝° .. ／𒆜 " ECSTASY " the fresh piquancy of liquor mixed amidst junk and lively boogie down in the equidistant of the crowd forms a peccadillo ⓘ!                               ────── 🍂 Fallen leaves literally blowing away in the wind, dry twigs that were almost frozen, and gloomy young people leaning against tree trunks-everyone looked happy to welcome winter, and no one cared about him. The rotting yellow color looked beautiful in those dark eyes. The cold wind at the end of autumn froze his heart and bones. His whole body was stiff, but his breathing never stopped, wondering when spring would arrive.