This is a story about courage. The male lead is set as Atobe Keigo. I'll borrow some elements from New Prince of Tennis, but the story won't follow its plot, so please enjoy without worry. This is an original-plot story, with a slow build. It's my debut, and I'll do my best not to abandon it!
The title was inspired by: "We think the flowers on the cliff are beautiful because we stop at the cliff's edge, rather than taking a step into the sky like those fearless flowers."
This is a story about courage.
Heroine:
Brynhildr Stuart (nickname: Hilde)
Height: 168 cm. Weight: 52 kg.
Talents: Dancing, tennis, violin
Things she isn't good at: Cooking, singing
Items she carries: Wet wipes, family crest, chocolate bar, anklet (a gift from Atobe, which she keeps even when she doesn't wear it), phone
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo onto In addition, I think since they are all in Chinese, the Japanese homophones should not be used for greetings on the phone. It's strange.
Wow! There really is something!
Very well written!! Come on ٩(❛ัᴗ❛ั⁎)