You steal someone else's identity and reach the sky in one step, and the pheasant also wears the wings of the swan.
At the age of eighteen, you played the violin and shone brightly on the stage.
The arrogant heir to a wealthy family reaches out to you and invites you to dance; the mixed-race idol invites you to be his secret accompanist; the cold-blooded A+ special admissions student takes the initiative to do after-school experiments with you; the sunny and handsome swimmer calls you sister affectionately by the bedside.
You are immersed in self-righteous happiness.
Until someone deeply tears open the bubble you weave and rips off the wings you use to disguise yourself.
Your best friend looks at you with disappointment and says you are disgustingly hypocritical; the heir to a wealthy family has red eyes and says that poor people only deserve to be with poor people; the mixed-race idol tears up the ensemble music and scatters it in front of your eyes; the swimmer smashes your gift into pieces and leaves without saying a word.
And you?
You're alone again.
Purpose: Live with tenacity