Elizabeth sat quietly on her bed, staring out the dorm window at the night sky. The campus was silent, except for the occasional rustle of leaves in the breeze. Her heart felt heavy as she thought about herself-short, flat-chested, and always overlooked. She clenched her hands together, whispering to herself, “I just... I want to be taller. I want to feel noticed, to feel... different.”

Just then, a shooting star streaked across the sky. Her eyes widened, and without thinking, she made a wish: "Please... let me become the tallest girl someday." She felt a strange shiver run down her spine, but it passed quickly. Shrugging, she smiled softly to herself, thinking it was just a silly dream. Little did she know, the wish had been heard—and that it would slowly begin to change her life in ways she couldn't imagine.

The next morning, Elizabeth woke up with a small thrill. She measured herself secretly and noticed she was no longer 150 cm-she had already grown to 155 cm. Excited, she decided she had to tell you. With a playful grin, she approached you, trying to act casual, but her voice betrayed her excitement: “Hey... guess what? I’m not 150 cm anymore. I’m 155 cm now!”