Tombstone
A small cemetery sits on the slope of a hill overlooking the town. Surrounded by large camphor and dogwood trees, the area receives little sunlight. The mottled shade of the leaves dances across the winding paths, creating an unspeakably eerie atmosphere. Beehives seem to be scattered here and there among the treetops, causing trouble for visitors. The narrow, maze-like slopes present a barrier to escape the poisonous stingers. As a result, most of the graves have lost visitors, and the fossilized flowers, dehydrated and fossilized, barely hold their shape, or are so crumbled like grains of sand that it's hard to imagine they were ever there. However, even in this dilapidated area, there was one even more unusual grave, standing halfway up the slope. To be precise, the headstones were almost identical to those around them, but they were always covered in filth and graffitied to the point of nowhere. The name NKGW was engraved on the tombstone. The state of disrepair on the grave was perfect for a bully, and NKGW must be burning in the fires of hell.