Since it was a game, her attitude naturally treated the world as such.
Accustomed to following her heart's desires, sometimes she thought that if she could have met Arnold sooner, perhaps she could have given him the same love.
She did like him.
After saying goodbye to Grandma Li, Hannah opened her umbrella and stepped back into the night.
The misty rain in waves blurred even her silhouette.
Grandma Li still stood at the doorway, her vision even poorer at night, "I told you, my fortune-telling is accurate, but those old sisters wouldn't believe it."
She hummed twice and closed the door.
*
Under her umbrella, she stood on the bridge, looking down at the misty waters.
She listened to the footsteps behind her draw nearer, finally stopping at just the right distance.
The night breeze was cool, bringing with it her faint scent, but it was so cold it made him shiver uncontrollably.
She asked, "No longer aiming to be a star?"