I can't stop chasing my dreams. Is my indifference fake or real? Is my enthusiasm sincere or purposeful? Is my persistence right or wrong? Chasing an extraordinary life is an indispensable part of my life. I insist on being like a giant, but I never thought that you would appear and you would scold me angrily and be anxious for me. However, I have given up so many things, and I will always tell my parents because of one sentence, "I am simply giving up my life." I don't have the courage to stop just for you. We are not the same person. So, from now on, let us start our own lives separately. I don't care about college, stable jobs, or love. It's just that when we really start a battle... Let me be indifferent to the end.