There is a kind of girl in the world. She doesn't love her lover, she doesn't love her boyfriend, she doesn't even love herself. What she loves is the ups and downs of fate and the life that changes in an instant. I think the heroine of my story is a girl with such characteristics.
There was a man who looked light and indifferent, but gave her a colorful life and a vigorous love. Everything about him was in line with all her imaginations. Being with him was like a fish leaving the water, swimming on the edge of danger and excitement.
The other man had a warm and calm appearance, as long as a serenade. Everything he gave her made her grounded, made her real, and made her believe that the years would be peaceful.
A relationship requires two things: security and belonging. Security is when you are sure that he will not leave, and belonging is when you are sure that you will not leave. When the sense of belonging and security appears in different people, what is your choice?