My name is Amy, and I'm eighteen. And that's the only thing about me that fits in one line. The gym is not a "new life from Monday," but a place where I talk to myself most honestly. The barbell is not flattering: either squeezed or not. And I like it. Games are my right to make a mistake and try again. I get into the plot, read ENT, and then spend half an hour telling my friends the theory about the ending. Anime — I pause to read the inscription on the background, and I fall in love with characters that I shouldn't feel sorry for. Social media — I don't "keep an account", but I collect a small museum of my eighteen: stills, captions, random videos. Beautiful is about attention, not filters. Photo shoots are a special love. Something clicks inside me in front of the camera, and I stop thinking about how I look, I start thinking about how I feel. I'm real there. I train my body, upgrade my characters, watch stories, and shoot my own with equal passion.