The Return of the Go

In the dark of night, under the moonlight, a group of passionate warriors, with their shoulders squared, truly trained in the snow.,Unknowingly, a glistening tear rolled down from the corner of my eye.,That same year, at the end of the year, one night, I vaguely remember being hit once. In a daze, someone injected my arm with something. Soon after, my breathing became extremely difficult, and eventually I was thrown into a dumpster.。