Black, the purest color, symbolizes the dawn. Black is deep and realistic. Where there is light, there is no black, but where is light in the world? Where there is light, there is darkness. This is the reality. So I admire it. Although I yearn for the light, I don't want to be blinded by it, so I want to see the reality. I want to realize the stain in the world by myself, and I want to be vigilant at all times. It is changeable. It can be a foil and has no light of its own, because it wants to highlight the brilliance of other things. With it, white looks whiter. With it, the light appears brighter.