She lived in a constant state of bewilderment, wonderment curving her lips into almost ever-present smiles. To her, magic was in no way a matter of “of course”, having grown up in a world filled with explanations for the smallest of miracles. Where she lived, she was an abnormality that bore no explanation; “outstanding” in ways that could not be explained. Cheerful where others would have floundered, Jieun lived in happiness created by herself, for herself. 
Find her in fields of flowers, find her in small brooks and streams, find her in midst of nature that was kind even when others were not.