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To Live Again, For the First Time!

Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all. No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions. NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST! Emilin: [Who am I even?] DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?] LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.] OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!] BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.] HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.] BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

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I'll be there in a week...

There was a moment of silence there, in which Emilin assumed that Lisa was speaking to her Boss, the man she was meaning to contact in order to finalize her next plans.

"Sir Mason has agreed to talk, I will be passing his phone back now," Lisa articulated clearly and steadily.

She was very well versed in talking to every kind of people, especially since, as a photographer, Sir Mason was in contact with all kinds of crowds, people who walked varying paths.

Even so, it would always be more enjoyable dealing with agreeable people.

Though she knew that there were many two-faced people in the world, and Lisa had a habit of not making judgments before meeting and talking with someone in person in addition to some interactions, she didn't know why, but she had a very good impression of Emilin.