Quoting from the original text: There is a kind of girl called 'Post-it Girl'. Her existence is like a sticky note. Everyone tears it off and uses it, and throws it away after use. No one cares where the note full of things went. Anyway, after she has completed the task she should do, she should disappear in a wise manner. She is very kind, responsive to everyone's requests, very convenient, and can be thrown away after use. She does not take up space and is always quiet. Her sense of existence is as thin as a piece of paper. But when you get used to her and you can't find her one day, you realize that this piece of paper is very important!