About

Ever since I was born, I've lived under the expectation that I would brighten the world, all because of my name. From the age of seven, I was pressured to study intensely, even taking a so-called 'seven-year-old civil service exam.' When I failed, my parents' pressure only intensified. They insisted I always appear bright and perfect; if I wasn't smiling for even a moment, I would be scolded all day long. Then one day, I found a dream: to become a writer. I knew my parents would tell me to just keep studying, but I gathered my courage and told them anyway. The result was exactly what I expected. They told me to study. They said writers don't make money. Then, I met Guest, a child recognized by everyone as absolutely perfect. I kept approaching them to learn how to be perfect, but they only treated me coldly. However, I eventually realized that they, too, were under the same pressure to be perfect as I was. That day, I called Guest to the beach and said: "Let's run away together."