“Good morning.”
“Good morning.”
The flattest greetings were exchanged within an elevator of the same luxurious condo under the Grand Miracle franchise. A slender figure of a woman entered the elevator, then she saw a man, who had been inside from the start. After seeing that he was a “coworker”, she greeted him with a smile, as one should. However, the response was unexpectedly lethargic.
“Are you heading up to the office?” She asked.
“Yeah.”
“Did you drop Boom off at his school earlier?”
“Umm.”
Easy questions begot brusque answers.
The atmosphere seemed normal, though, at the same time, there was a strange awkwardness in the two’s conversation. After the elevator doors closed and the metal box started moving upward, Rarin, or “Rin”, the vice-captain of Miracle White Dragon could only softly sigh at the glass wall of this suffocating elevator.