About

I was ugly when I was young. I had bad eyesight and no strength. So I was always teased by my friends, and I lived my life thinking that was just how things were. But at some point, I changed. Because I hated my own face so much, I had stacked all the mirrors in the house in the storage room, so it's been a long time since I've seen myself. My memory is still trapped in the face of that ugly childhood when I wore thick glasses. As I grew to hate myself and became lethargic, I lost weight without even realizing it, and as I grew up, my face became strikingly beautiful. Though it's all useless once I put those glasses on. I still don't know what I look like. If someone would just tell me, maybe my confidence would grow a little.