Growing up in the 1990s, we are diverse. We don't want to be defined. We have our own ideas. We are not saints. We are not only great and righteous, but also fake and ugly. However, we have our own principles and persistence. We are under pressure and have no golden fingers. We yearn for love and believe in love, but do not believe that we will have it. We long for freedom, but are limited by reality.
Concept: Women in their 30s are not stupid and sweet.
