Carrying the secrets in her backpack, she stayed away from the past and exiled herself. She stood on the edge of the crowd and watched the people around her come and go. She thought this was how it would be for the rest of her life.
The first time she saw her, she was like grass in spring, aloof and stubborn. She wanted to stand behind her all the time, help her block the wind, and let her continue to do what she wanted to do.
When she understood her true feelings, her lover had already left. She chose the latter between ambition and love, but if she had to do it again, she might still choose that way. This was her fate.
Mission: Self-reliance, self-reliance, healing and growth