I am a clown: a court jester, no one knows my joys and sorrows
But I often dream of a handsome boy and a sad song,
In the dream, I was as beautiful as a fairy, but in reality, I was as ugly as a clown.
Is this the situation in my previous life?
Am I the punishment from my previous life?
I don't know, but my world is secretly changing,
I am in pain, I feel inferior,
Until the boy in my dream walked into my world....