A sudden thought, the growth of an ordinary girl.
She is not that pretty, but she thinks she is pretty, and her beauty cannot be defined by others.
She wasn't very talented either, but she was always keen on learning.
She may be just a passerby in a story, but she also has her own extraordinary life.
(This is my fantasy life)
Intention: I see how charming the green mountains are, but I guess they should be like this when they see me