ㅤㅤ “Girls show what they want, impart what they need. It’s not even the slightest bit, since we—who are adventurous, we’re fearless of differences!" Watch out! An assemblage of girls moving with contentment, each possible one of them waving in unimaginable charm, grace, bounty, and unfathomable contentment. Each corner of their eyes embodies unequaled beauty and thoughtfulness, Newave: part of them and summoned. No matter how many womanhood crawl into unforgettable attachment, admiration, and grace, girls fortunately affirm. Lassies dance alongside their will, seizing leeway termed sovereignty. They are going, the changer, and the maker of the innovative, unexpected, and over-the-top change. They are instinctive from new confidences formed through happiness, imaginary, and real perch to melt from wishful thinking. Since hominids never care and are noisy recalling whatever they care about. Live like the real happiness of teen-agers, girls no care for any rescue. They save for the beauty and elation, ever. They trance of respectable belongings that perpetual to come, since their dreams won’t be separated from something that neglected, attached to wholeness and blimey to ever existed. For women in glory are truly proud: save for the freedom, Newave! ㅤㅤ