I am a young woman walking the winding path of knowledge, a student of English literature who carries within her the quiet dream of becoming a writer whose words may one day reach distant hearts.
Far from Mama and Papa, I learn to grow on my own. The city is not my home, yet it holds my days tenderly, filling them with laughter and stories shared with friends who have become my second family.
Sometimes, when the nights fall silent, I remember the soft purrs of Boba—my dearest cat waiting at home. His absence leaves a gentle ache, a reminder of the warmth that only home can give.
Each morning I wake with a pen in hand and hope in my chest, believing that every page I write brings me closer to the future I seek. One day, I dream of walking under the cherry blossoms of Japan, not as a stranger, but as a student who has come to learn, to live, and to write amidst the beauty of a land that has always inspired my heart.
