I am a leftover woman.
No, to be precise, I am a little leftover girl who has just turned eighteen and is in her prime, but has never even had her first love.
My dear Mr. Right, if you have been stuck in traffic for too long, I won't wait for you.
This article is a short story and will end soon. It's a sweet story without H. If there is an extra chapter after it's finished, maybe, a little bit, um...