Yes, that's right, I am a leftover girl in her eighties.
She is not the capable, qualified, self-respecting leftover woman in romance novels.
She is the leftover girl whom we have gone on blind dates with a thousand times without success.
She doesn't have a good look (her face is full of beans), nor a good figure (more than 130 pounds, but only 150cm tall). She is still the kind of leftover girl who lowers her head and has a chin.
The second is a leftover woman who does not have a high degree of education (she just barely graduated from high school) and has no extraordinary ability.
But, I still have a dream that one day, a prince charming who belongs to me will appear...