This is a short story, only one chapter long (2000 words), about Dina, the little girl who was always kind to everyone and everything. She spread happiness all around her, wherever she went, but no one dared to acknowledge her. Why? Because her heart was made of glass.
In this world, everyone has their heart on the outside of their body. A unique shape and material, that would decide what kind of person the carrier would become.
But glass, is weak. And weak can break, anytime.