She used to be a good girl, but everything changed when she met her.
She once believed that the world was pure and beautiful, but after meeting her, she understood what dissatisfaction meant.
The once ordinary girl met the most unique girl, and she gradually began to become herself.
They held hands with each other when they were young, but time and reality can always change a lot.
Ten years of spring and autumn, growth, transformation, and breaking out of the cocoon. . .
When we meet again, is it possible for her and her story to be written again?
Art originates from life but is higher than life.
The story I write is the same.