"Then why don't you create your own? Something that you can call it your own."
"…"
"Believe it or not, I understand how you feel. I have a younger sister, and people around us always compare us. This made me feel down and feel whatever I did was wrong. But then, I thought, I am me, and my sister is my sister. What's their business if we are different? They could go to hell if they couldn't accept us."
Unknowingly, Declan shifted his position to face the girl. He hadn't noticed before, but… he felt that this girl looked beautiful while she was talking. Her voice was somewhat full of pride and high confidence, as if she held her belief tight.
"You know what is the ridiculous thing?"
"What?"