C705 A few tentative attempts at hopelessness

The door wasn't closed. If it was before, Devil Woman would always close the door I just came in from the back and set up the shoes she took off.

It was still evening, and the weather was gloomy.

The half-opened door reflected the light from the windows in the corridor. He sat quietly on the sofa and stared at the door for a long time.

This scene was so familiar