The weather in the north was frighteningly cold, and the breath exhaled from his nose swirled in the air. The high-speed train entered the station wrapped in the cold wind, drying the tears in his eyes. He thought that if he got on the train and left here, he would forget about her and that cruel woman. He hates her now, he thinks, hating her for being so good at acting that makes him love without hesitation.
Intention: Continuous self-improvement