I, a graduate looking for work, worked hard to get a job in a bookstore.
Unexpectedly, I was a bookstore clerk during the day and was forced to work overtime at night to collect tears for the elves. If my tears were unlimited, then I would be willing to cry for three days and three nights in order to complete the task.
I have no choice but to go to bed quickly. There will be new tasks tomorrow...
I work, I'm proud, I'm honored to work for the elf (wink crazily)
Concept: The heroine is looking for answers in life for love
