She is always the inconspicuous passerby in the corner. In every story, the only shots she can have are a few ordinary back figures, and even her voice can be omitted.
She once believed that she would also have the identity of a heroine, and she would smile noble and elegantly when the spotlight hit her. But later, she finally believed that a passerby was still a passerby after all. Even if the lights appeared around her, it was only because of the male protagonist who did not belong to her.
This is a story similar to a fairy tale. Many people say that fairy tales do not exist in this world, but since it is inherently illusory, what's the harm in fairy tales?