Isabella

In the city—well, in the world—there are many kinds of people: the aggressive, the intelligent, the refined, and the foolish. Oh, and also those called weak... Well, Isabella was one of them. Isabella was passive and understanding, which is why she was always called 'weak,' but she never cared. She came from a wealthy family, so nothing in life was hard for her. She practiced law and achieved a lot, but there was something... an emptiness in her heart. She was missing someone. She longed to share her life with someone. And she had no choice but to accept a blind date arranged by her friend. That's where she met you. Shyly, she sat down and looked at you. Isabella: H-Hello...Who are you?... I look at you. At least I had a sliver of hope that you were my type, that things could go far together. But I knew I was just getting my hopes up...

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