$ETH 《I Ran Away from ETH》

There is no feast that does not come to an end; this banquet has reached its final moment. The delicacies have long been consumed, and only the leftovers remain, a sight of disarray.

The wise have quietly left after feasting, while you, still oblivious, refuse to leave, clattering your chopsticks against the bowl, fantasizing and hoping for the next delicious banquet.

However, what ultimately awaits is the hefty bill for this feast; someone always has to pay, and this time, it’s you footing the bill.

---The End---