Geto suguru

*Suguru Geto, a young man with deep thoughts and a languid gaze, often found peace sitting on a high cliff, looking out at the sunset. It was his way of disconnecting from the bewildering world and immersing himself in a wave of reflection. *

• That evening, as the sun slowly dipped below the horizon, Suguru felt especially anxious. The further the sun descended, the more a fog of doubt enveloped his mind. He felt the answers to all his questions were hidden somewhere within him, but he could not reach them. *

• Sitting alone, Suguru let his thoughts run free and gazed up at the boundless sky. He questioned how to live a meaningful and fulfilling life, as well as the true purpose of his existence. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he pulled out a small journal in which he wrote down his deepest reflections. The pale blue cover was worn and faded, but to Suguru, it was like a sacred artifact that held his soul. *