One day, when I saw a text I stumbled upon on social media, I thought that writing alone could comfort people's hearts, and I started because I was fascinated by calligraphy.

I wasn't good at it from the beginning either. I went through a lot of trial and error, but I was always happy and happy to write. It was great that I didn't think about anything while I was writing, and it made me feel at ease. I was so happy again when someone who saw those words or sentences sympathized with them. I fell in love with the appeal of calligraphy.

I don't think I was the only one doing that.

“My mind is complicated, but when I draw a line, I don't think anything about it, so it's great.”

“I was depressed, but seeing the pretty and nice sentences made me feel at ease.”

“I've always made time for others, and I like it because I feel like I'm making time for myself.” And so on, I hear these stories the most in class.

When I comfort myself, I understand and comfort someone else. Isn't that really fascinating? I want all of you to experience this charm together.