When he first met her she was just a little girl with braids jumping around the glass window.
The second time he met her, she was his bride to be married.
She didn't care about good or bad, or her temper. She was as calm as a pool of stagnant water. At a certain moment, he had the urge to stir up the water, and it was so out of control.
This is a very sleepy and dull story