After thirteen years of hard study, I borrowed books, scraped together money, and earned my qualifications through the teacher's loving persistence. I got into a good university and escaped from a poor family.
I got a boyfriend. He is handsome, has a good mind, is great at sports, and has a wealthy family.
Why on earth do you like me? I'm not pretty or attractive. Why did you take the initiative to ask me out? He even insisted on marrying me after graduation.
Oh, but he tried to use his ridiculous machismo to "train" me. I published books, no, I attended events and gave speeches, no, I became a philanthropist leading the movement, no, he tried every means to confine me in the world of women in his eyes, to remove the rustic in me and make me elegant...
Go to hell, I've been humbled for so long, I'm going to resist...
Concept: A story about the awakening of a woman bound by darkness
