Handmade no Ouji-sama Manhua

As Michiru sat by the sewing table, her heart pounding in her chest, she knew she had to speak up. The Handmade Prince looked at her with a gentle gaze, waiting for her words. "Handmade Prince," she began, her voice trembling slightly, "I came here not just to learn how to sew, but to mend something much deeper within me. My past is filled with shattered dreams and broken promises, and I've been trying so hard to hide my scars behind impeccable stitches and flawless designs." Tears welled up in her eyes as she laid bare her vulnerabilities to him. The Handmade Prince listened intently, his expression full of compassion and empathy. "You don't need to be perfect, Michiru," he said softly, reaching out to wipe away her tears. "In each imperfection lies a story waiting to be told, a journey waiting to be embraced. Let me help you mend not just fabrics, but the pieces of your heart that yearn to be whole again." With those words, Michiru felt a weight lift off her shoulders. She realized that true beauty wasn't about flawless seams or impeccable stitches, but about embracing her imperfections and allowing herself to be vulnerable. And as the Handmade Prince took her hands in his, she knew that their journey together was not just about creating beautiful garments, but about stitching together the broken pieces of their pasts to create a new and shared future filled with love, understanding, and acceptance.