When I was young, I made this wish to the gods in the sky: I hope that I will grow up to be what I want, and then meet you who is not perfect but who I will fall in love with. Gradually, during this long period of time, I forgot what I originally wanted. But, it's great that I still met you and became the person I wanted.
It's a healing article. I ate the outline, so I didn't know what to expect. Welcome to catch insects. Also, this story is purely fictitious and any coincidence is purely accidental.