I am a little daffodil. Because of my master's unusual voice, I wanted to see him. Finally, I got the chance and became a human being. I helped my master silently and did what I could. It was as if my master didn't notice me. Every time I came back to this house, I locked myself in a room and sang his songs. I was deeply attracted by his songs. But he has bipolar disorder. I want to help him and hope that he can live an easy life. But... Why is he paying more and more attention to me? Why is he looking at me again? Fortunately, I am in the form of a flower now, otherwise I wouldn't be able to hold on.
Concept: Gentle people are always treated with kindness