We come from different places, and meeting each other is fate.
Someone told me not to trust others easily
Someone told me that there must be something hateful about poor people
Someone told me there's a dark side to the world
And I told myself that I believe in beautiful things, but the reason why beautiful things are beautiful is not necessarily purely natural. I don't want to comment on their past with any bias.
Intention: Before analyzing something, I hope you put aside some prejudices.