Christmas Eve... it's a night when many couples confess feelings to each other and spend this time happily. This story starts on such a holy night.

Instead of happy time there is a sudden breakup on her part. Her clothes are left in the room. It was just a small urge. Until then, I never thought about anything like that; if I did, it might be easier. That was probably the case.

"I want to wear this clothes ..." But that alone did not stop the urge.
"I want to wear this clothes and go out."
"I want more clothes that look good."
"I want to be more beautiful."

The suffering from society condemnation. The cold gaze of people makes the small heart of the person between man and woman shake.

“Is it bad to be more beautiful?”

[Translated from Getchu]