Maybe this is not a love story. I just want to write about the growth of an imperfect girl according to my own wishes. A girl who is not particularly outstanding has been vain and a little selfish since she first entered college. Like most girls, she dreams of being the center of attention and pursuing love, but she does not understand the true meaning of love. She falls in love because she likes the feeling of love. She is scarred because of her vanity. When she enters society, she encounters obstacles everywhere. In the end, she becomes sophisticated and indifferent, just like today's urbanites.