Aqi stood in the middle of time and looked back at his past footsteps.
From three years old to twenty-three years old.
Her anger, her joy; her envy, disgust.
The intimacy, bond, and separation between her and others.
Her mother and father, her friends... Her, herself.
She complains, resents, believes, and deceives herself; she also struggles and reconciles.
From a young girl, she stumbled into what she is now.
She still couldn't see a way forward, she still hadn't grown up.
But she finally knew that she had to tell herself:
Go forward, go forward, go forward!
Intention: Love yourself