My artwork. Your words fell like a drop of love into my heart. Unseen, unfelt—yet a drop of love touches the soul. あなたの言葉が 胸にひとしずく落ちた 触れもしないのに 心に落ちてくる恋の雫 ~medel~

My artwork. Loving you means missing you, even when I shouldn’t. 届かないと知りながら あなたを想う恋心 ~medel~

My artwork. Morning air wraps her thoughts in a light embrace, Tomorrow sparkles in her eyes’ tender trace. 朝の空気が 彼女の思いを軽く抱きしめる 明日が彼女の目の優しい輝きに きらめいている ~medel~

My artwork. If sadness had a color, mine would be the grey between night and dawn. Not quite darkness, not yet light— just the ache of remembering. もし悲しみに色があるなら 私の哀しみは夜明け前の灰色。 闇でもなく、光でもない ただ「思い出す痛み」だけがそこにある

~恋心~ 静かな…夜 貴方を想う

My artwork. The sky remembers every sound, Of laughter lost, and love we found. 空はすべての音を覚えている 消えた笑い声も、見つけた愛も

My artwork. Paint the sky with songs we knew, Each note a dream, each word a clue. 僕らが知っていた歌で空を染めよう 音符は夢、言葉は君への手がかり

My artwork. We rode the sky with eyes closed tight, Chasing love through morning light. 目を閉じて空を駆けた 朝の光の中、愛を追いかけて

My artwork. She approaches every task with calm grace. There is a quiet strength in the way she moves. Her work is not just something she does each day. It is her purpose, her pride, and something deeply meaningful.

My artwork. ~悪女~ She played the villain, because no one cared for a broken heroine. 彼女は悪女を演じた。 壊れたヒロインなど、 誰も気にかけてはくれないから……。