Because of my intuition
She was pulled out of her world by us
Quiet, ordinary Cinderella
gentle, elegant prince
Whether she likes it or not, she can't stop others from admiring the story.
I forgot that I am not a prince and she is not Cinderella
But he wished he could write fairy tales for her
A trip to the west opens a mysterious door
The gorgeous colors can't express her style to the fullest
Is she a wild country girl?
Is it a tough desert rose?
Or is she the princess of the Western Kingdom, a rural peasant with a sense of mission?