While Madeline ran, uncontrolled memories of the past popped up in her head.

It was years ago when she walked on that road, quietly following behind Jeremy while treading along the path he had walked with joy.

It was also that year when she ignorantly stepped into the main entrance of Glendale University and ran into the bright, handsome, and gentle boy.

She apologized with embarrassment and he replied to tell her that it was okay.

His smiling and gentle eyes at that time were still clear in her mind.

That boy was Jeremy.

Madeline was sure that it was her past memory, but she was not sure why she suddenly remembered it at that moment.

She ran forward in a panic, the words she had just heard still echoing in her head.

A blind man was hit by a car. The man was now covered in blood and might not survive.

Her heart felt as if it was being clamped hard by something. It was still beating, but it felt extremely uncomfortable.

On the misty and rainy night, Madeline finally saw the sc