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Often, I am seen as the little chubby girl with glasses who is too moody to speak or join in and who gazes out the window without a care for anything else. A person who drifts in her mind aboard a sturdy wooden boat, yet the waves she tries to overcome are darker than darkness itself, their heights far exceeding those of her dreams.

And in which the suffering reflects in her eyes, though no one dares ask if she's really okay or any better. However, those who have known her for a long time would say that she's simply in her own world-a world filled with darkness, light, and imagination.

But if she passes by you, don't expect her to linger; she's merely on her way, they would explain. But if you ever wonder why she always continues her journey alone, she would surely answer with the little glimmer of light that remains :

《 Sometimes, it's better to be alone than in bad company. 》