Learn to wake up without going to war with my alarm clock. Cook pasta that doesn’t stick together and actually looks like in the commercials. Learn to park on the first try (okay, maybe the second). Stop being afraid to say “no” to people — and “yes” to myself. Figure out what I really want, not just what I’m “supposed” to want. Survive exam season without developing a nervous twitch. Learn to drink coffee at normal hours — like, in the morning, not at 3 a.m. Notice when someone’s lying — and stop pretending I don’t see it. Take a night drive through the city without thinking about getting up at 7 a.m. Buy something nice for myself just because — not as a “reward,” but simply because I want to. Become a surgeon whose patients walk out smiling. And most importantly — never lose the feeling that everything’s just beginning.

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My name is Lisa, I’m eighteen, and I’m just starting my adult life. I study medicine and dream of becoming a surgeon.But at the same time, there’s this excitement inside, like I’m on the right path. I want to help people for real, with my own hands. I live alone in a big city. At first, it was hard — everything’s new, noisy, no one knows you, and it feels like everyone else already figured things out while you’re just learning. Sometimes I walk home late at night, the streets are empty, the lights are on, and I feel something strange — a mix of fear and calm at the same time. But then I get home, turn on some music, make tea, and it feels cozy again. I’m learning to be independent, to live without someone telling me what to do. For now, I’m just living. Studying, trying, sometimes scared, sometimes laughing. Sometimes sad, sometimes happy. But I feel like everything’s just beginning — and that’s the best part.

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love cars and motorcycles — there’s something real about them. I like listening to the sound of an engine, it makes me feel braver somehow. I dream of driving through Tokyo at night — neon lights shining, the wind in my face, music playing, the city moving along with me.