Hello, this story is the first story I've learned to write. Maybe not very good Anyway, I'd like to leave you with this story.

Thank you to everyone who came to read.........

One evening while Skawapat was walking home She had to stop because she happened to see a glimmering light reflecting on the grass on the side of the road where nothing could be there. Therefore, it cannot make her curious. So she didn't hesitate and hurriedly walked into the area to see if there was anything or anything.

“Ah, I found it here.” That exclamation was cut short. Skawapat tried to pick it up and found that it was a ring. She examined the ring by turning it over several times, only to see that it was a simple silver ring. There were no patterns or symbols to identify whose ring it was.

She looked around the area she was in but couldn't find anyone in the area. She decided to go home first because it was already very cold. When the decision is made Skawapat immediately began to walk home. They didn't notice that the ring was shining even though it was late evening, and there was no light from the sun that could reflect on this ring.

While walking, she thought for a moment that this simple, bland silver ring would definitely be thrown away by someone. Having said that, this ring suits her well too because it looks simple. Nothing interesting, bland, probably the same as you who are bland, bland, nothing outstanding or interesting. You can almost say that you do not exist in the eyes of others.

Maybe it's because of her personality. who are both quiet people I don't like chaos. Don't associate with anyone in particular. including her name Skawapat, which means white cloth, and his parents also gave him the nickname White. Hey, clean white cloth. It's so clean that it's completely bland and characterless.

Skawapat walked and thought about nothing for just a few minutes. Finally, she reached her house. She hurried to unlock the front gate. and opened the door and walked into the house She was met with empty silence. There were no living things at all. There was only furniture that was arranged in proportion in this two-story house.

"Wow, you should get used to it......coming home and not seeing anyone," Skawapat said in a soft voice. In fact, she should probably get used to it. But I'm still not used to coming home and not seeing anyone. As she grew up she understood that her father and mother were both doctors who were overloaded with research and had no time for their only daughter like her.

Skawapat decided as before not to eat dinner and walked up the stairs to the second floor. She walked straight to her bedroom. Open the door and place the bag full of textbooks on the desk. There was only one lamp on the table that was used for illumination while working.

and only one more notebook The interior of Skawapat's room was simple. There are no superfluous things like posters of celebrities like normal teenagers' things. There were only high-class books filled with magic-related novels that she loved so much. And there was a six-foot light blue bed that Skawapat liked to read her novels on.

By the time I showered and finished doing my homework, it was already 10:00 p.m. So she hurriedly went to bed so she wouldn't wake up late for school tomorrow. Forgetting that she had picked up a ring

......................... The ring that will change your life forever......................................... ..