In my junior year, I started an internship at a German company. It's strange to say that I have never been very fond of Germany. It is self-righteous and noble, with Germanic origins, and four-star Germany... I most disdain such a script that looks like a winner in life. Influenced by my parents when I was a child, I liked football teams from Italy, Argentina, and the Netherlands, all of which were somewhat tragic for the losers who missed the laurels. I am so ill-informed that I actually think that most Germans have pot bellies and are bald by the time they reach thirty. With such a prejudice in mind, I, who wanted to be a career woman, walked into the headquarters of this German company in the Asia-Pacific region and met the handsome German guy I was destined to be.
Concept: exotic romance, sweet love, divine appearance