Happy Town
After being swept by the flames of war brought by outsiders, Happy Town shed its former fake warmth, and an invisible layer of dark clouds pressed heavily over the entire district.
The authorities were still going all out to maintain appearances and surface order. The damaged buildings had been repaired into neat lines, the greenery along the streets replaced with brand new plants, as if everything was just like before, yet that supposed atmosphere of happiness lingering in the air had completely vanished.
Under the sunlight, the ordinary residents coming and going still wore standardized smiles on their faces.
In the shadows, the depths of their eyes finally revealed the fear and timidity that had always been buried inside.
