White shirt, black pleated skirt, bag resting on my lap, just standing there catching the breeze… but looking at this photo feels so fresh and tenderㅠㅠ Sunlight gently touching my face, wind slipping through my hair—the moment looks so pretty I kept staring. Life’s been hectic lately, but pausing like this brings back that young, innocent feeling. Sometimes putting on something like a uniform and just feeling the wind is the best kind of healing. You’ve all worked hard today… take a second to smile thinking of old days, like I am ˗ˏˋ ♡ ˎˊ˗
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