I wanted to give you a glass slipper, but it turns out that you are not Cinderella at all.
How to describe you?
But it turns out that he is the most naughty and mischievous elf. He can't be loved and can't let go.
It was easy to hold it in the palm of my hand, only to find that I couldn't hold it at all.
How on earth should I surrender you?
What should I do with you...
Intention: