I always thought I had found my own happiness...
A child who has always been afraid of not having a dream. I have been working very hard to weave my own dreams... And live in my own world.
One person's world. One person's decision. One man's figment…
Afraid of the day when I wake up... Afraid of the stroke of midnight. The happy princess turned into Cinderella again, and the lively dance turned into a lonely forest... Alone, facing the snow-white sky...