At that time I told myself that I didn't want to fall in love ever again. But that night while praying for your happiness Nana, I thought that despite all the wounds and all the pains it could cause I wanted to dream again, and love someone with all my heart.

Nana...how come being happy and making your dreams come true are two different things? Even now, I still don't know why.

If I ever fall in love again, I would like it if it were a slightly cold guy. Someone who won't constantly mind about my childish needs but who, the day after the quarrel, for example would offer me a flower accompanied by a sweet note That's kind of guy I need.

To love someone, why do you need society's approval and permission?

Hey Nana, do you remember the first time we met? I beleive in things like fate. So I think it was fate.

That moment I felt a bit like crying. I don't really know why. Nana's hand felt so warm that it even warmed my heart.

Cinderella's glass shoe was the perfect size.... so why did it slip off as she ran? It must have been to attract the attention of Prince Charming. I don't see any other explanation.